gone it is
based only in memories space
left in the hands of history
lost its gone
done it has
it affects not what is or what will be
think less of it
its shadows no longer exist
look forward
nothing else is there to see.
disgareement entagles with your spill
what i see arent the proceeds of the past
its shadows heavily creeping on
memories of mine hunted from what is said to be gone.
wisperse i hear of great trobulance to my soul
what was,is and will be one all are one
will today not be tomorrows past?
yesterday was ones my futured
the day next not be tomorrows future?
formed tomorrow today has
so it shall never be forgotten
it hunts so as it blesses
each fragment of my being formed of it
not only in my memorie, no not
for whats gone definetly comes around
be it pain or laughter
curse of greatness
definetly passed shadows come back
think accurately of it
let not the sands of times blure away your future.
©byrex
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