Wouldn't take it back if I could

Ms. Wes C.addle
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When I smile, the creases by my eyes no longer disappear
My smile no longer shines as brightly
The darkness under my eyes used to dissipate as the morning went on
but now, even before bedtime, I look like I just woke up
I feel no signs of aging or decay
yet my reflection no longer recognizes me
My soft hands are nothing more than fine lines and calloused palms
my feet, tired and abused
My once glossy, resilient black hair
seems to be getting curly, coarse and grey
I can't change time
take back the years, the sorrow, the bad days
Even if I could
The years have broke me
challenged me to pick myself up and mend the pieces
What if I hadn't
Time may not have been so kind
good moments cut entirely too short
the pain always much too prevalent
But, the choice is mine
Live. Breathe. Laugh. Love.
Worry. Stress. Drama. Toxicity.
Every word spoken can change a life.
Every bad thing has a purpose.
Things could always be worse.
“Age mellows some people; others it makes rotten"
My smile no longer shines as brightly
The darkness under my eyes used to dissipate as the morning went on
but now, even before bedtime, I look like I just woke up
I feel no signs of aging or decay
yet my reflection no longer recognizes me
My soft hands are nothing more than fine lines and calloused palms
my feet, tired and abused
My once glossy, resilient black hair
seems to be getting curly, coarse and grey
I can't change time
take back the years, the sorrow, the bad days
Even if I could
The years have broke me
challenged me to pick myself up and mend the pieces
What if I hadn't
Time may not have been so kind
good moments cut entirely too short
the pain always much too prevalent
But, the choice is mine
Live. Breathe. Laugh. Love.
Worry. Stress. Drama. Toxicity.
Every word spoken can change a life.
Every bad thing has a purpose.
Things could always be worse.
“Age mellows some people; others it makes rotten"
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You ARE an artist my friend. And a good one..None are more hopelessly enslaved than those who falsely believe that they are free.
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Cavstarr313 wrote:You ARE an artist my friend. And a good one..for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7
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I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
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Cavstarr313 wrote:You ARE an artist my friend. And a good one.."...Dimitri...He talks to me...'.."The Ghost of Greece..".
"..That's One Happy Fuckin Ghost.."
“..That came up on the Pillow Case...This is for the Greek, With Our Apologies.....”0
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