No time

by Shyla   Mar 3, 2008


Pull me in all directions, lead me on as if I was some kind of toy. Why not, after all there have been may before you who seem to think that it is all right. Each time you are hurt, a lesson is learned, trust slowly fades away and the compassion you had for people begins to become harder and harder to find. Think twice before you lie, but think again before you tell the truth, it can burn just as deep. To be told your no longer wanted, and that time is not what they want to give you can brake you in so many ways. Never tell me you don’t have the time, I know what time is and it is not something that you can only give half of. I am ether with you or without you. No matter what you do to me I will always turn out better then those who could no longer give me the time to show them how much they really needed me.

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