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A Way To Stop Time
Contributed by
maryetta
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Wednesday, 17th December 2003 @ 09:27:54 AM in AEST
Topic:
Grief
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time tells us what we have left
but i dont want to know what time says
i have so much to make up dont tell me
let me have as much time as i need
is there a way to stop time hold it at bay
what happened to my childhood dreams
where is she now her body is here but
i will never have the mellow times promised
it will never be just the girls never again
is there a way to stop time hold it at bay
so many years lost never to be found again
all because of a disease called alzheimers
the body stays it is only the brain that leaves
no more chats over coffee no more secret smiles
is there a way to stop time hold it at bay
we could have been best friends couldnt we
now after she is asleep all i do is mourn
the woman who brought me to this world is gone
is there a way to stop time hold it at bay
Copyright ©
maryetta
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2003-12-17 09:27:54] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: A Way To Stop Time
(User Rating: 1 ) by Cobalt on
Wednesday, 17th December 2003 @ 10:34:30 AM AEST (User
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This was a very good one maryetta. I ecspecially liked the first lines. They really grabbed me. |
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Re: A Way To Stop Time
(User Rating: 1 ) by jme on
Wednesday, 17th December 2003 @ 11:11:55 AM AEST (User
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Touching. You explained it well. |
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Re: A Way To Stop Time
(User Rating: 0 ) by Former_Member on
Wednesday, 17th December 2003 @ 02:03:49 PM AEST (User
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hi its luchino
i just want to say that this peoetry brings back so many mem. of my grandmother that tears came to my eyes , old on its only a ride time will be still once again |
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