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Yesterday is gone, there is no
going back. Tomorrow is not
guaranteed. All I can do is live
So many times
i have wondered...
As i am walking down the road of life
i have come to the conclusion...
People have walked in and out of my life
only a few remain in my heart...
Depression is all I know
I have lived with it for so long...
Seasons come seasons go
trees are continuously turning gold...
tell me what you see...
that unproven meds...
I watch you from a distance
sipping reddish juice...
My eyes are tired from watching
this poor excuse of a leader...
Friends come and go
but you only have one family
Make sure that you keep your friends close
but you keep your enemies much closer
a person that will bring, does carry
by Megan Chapman
by Ben Pickard
by Poet on the Piano
by Maple Tree