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The Past
I constantly peer through my past to ignite the present
To scream for more joy,
A glass of happiness to be poured over my flaming heart
I scream
Again.
The past is so much important to me,
Like a abandoned window of a childhood room
I peer through my past to walk over the path of present....
It seems the only way for me....
And once you have your past ripped off infront of you
Like a open manuscript,
You live the present , and dont care about the future
As for the future dont waste your holy time
One might die in future , but always will resseruct in the past.
The Future Is For Hopers
the past for dreamers, recollection, and musings. Your past was ripped off like a calendar page and held up before you, nice images ~allets~