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Broken Dreams

In ages long past,
In futures yet to come,
Forever are we seeking,
For the reason we are here.
Time goes by quickly,
The hours flying by,
Each minute we grow older,
Each second our lives are shorter.
In life we seek in vain,
In death the truth is clear,
The life we lived was wasted,
That what we sought was just a dream.

This is in actuality about living life and enjoying it, rather than dwelling on it. Came out kind of dark though.

It was also an accident that made the first letter on each line pairs as they are. Wierd things happen with my poetry.

If you wish to use this somewhere, all I ask is for an e-mail asking me first.
betrayer Featured By Owner Feb 4, 2002
You've got a nice pattern established here. Very nice

-Dance with the Devil, his wings are only grey-
urbanreality Featured By Owner Feb 4, 2002
Nice, I like the way it just rolls off your tonge when you say it out loud.
Good job!

The greatest pleasure in life is doing what people say you cannot do. - Walter Bagehot
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