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Pasture

We all start out not to last

Time starts slow then passes fast

We all are destined to one day die

We are all bound sometimes to cry

We are young think the world is ours

What took us minutes now takes hours

Our hearts are full of love when new

Gets broken when love is through

Die alone either in joy or disaster

One way or the other we are all put

To pasture

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Please use care (this is a sensitive subject for me, do not critique harshly)
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I now this is not my best work,
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Not Explicit Content

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There's no magic wand that can solve all our problems. Whatever situation we see our selves is totally our predestined end.
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"By virtue of creativity, my literary genre is poetry".

~Jackweb

That is true. Destiny cannot be changed.

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True words. Well done. If you wanted it to be super tight. I rearranged it. Obviously these are suggestions to be taken lightly. I really liked it as it was. It’s sad but beautiful. And it’s good motivation for not wasting time. Talk to that person you’re crushing on, apply for that job, tell everyone you love them all the time, and be kind to yourself because you can’t extend kindness if you’re cruel to yourself. You doing a good job .

None of us is built to last

Time starts slow then passes fast

We’re all destined one day, to die

We are all bound sometimes to cry

We’re young and think the world is ours

What took us minutes now takes hours

Our hearts are full of love when new

Broken, void, when love is through

We die alone in joy or disaster

Like it or not we’re all put to pasture

Like I said, use them as you will,
Tim

When is it to late to do those things?

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