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Time
Time is not a healer,
nor a forgiver
We're here one day
gone the next
the cruelty of fate can criple the heart
so we pray for time to make us forget
but the years just add to the emptiness
Noone can rewind, and take another
ride,
it's always to soon to say
good-bye
the smiling faces
the heart felt voices
still ringing so loudly in our ears
young one day
old the next
Created from mud
back to dust
letting go is always a must
the tears roll like rivers
each one holding a story
so close to the heart
I'll never forget you
although we've part
time you didn't have
it was time to take flight
time is not a forgiver
or a giver
but it will one day bring us back together.
