Time Mends

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    Time Mends

    Colors fade, things die, time passes, people leave, hearts break, and things dont always turn out how you think the should. But guess what? Thats life. You have to work through the hard times and fight like hell to be happy. Most people realize this but the ones that dont most likely wont make it. You have to deal with everything that comes your way cause if you dont it will just come back and hit you a million times harder. So remember... colors fade, things die, times passes, people leave, hearts break, but time mends.

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    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

    BlissfullTerror’s Poems (10)

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    Time Mends 0
    Chained Heart 0
    Forgotten Memory 1
    Thats Life 1
    Puzzeled 1
    Falling tears 1
    Luke Balint 1
    you dont matter 2
    Mr. Right 1
    broken heart 5