reflecting
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As the sands of time fall
And collect in a mound
I stop and reflect
On the wisdom I've found
For every day is a lesson
A subject to learn
And by the end of the day
Priceless knowledge is earned
As I lay here with my thoughts..thoughts of reflection. Thinking about the hearts I mishandled carelessly, breaking them after adding them to my collection.
They say the past is unimportant or
that you should let it go,
but how can it be unimportant
when I smell the Febreeze and cigarette smoke intertwining
to take me back to my childhood home
Lay in bedTry to drown out my thoughts With music written from hurt
Think of the walkAnd what I would have saidIf emotions were in check
