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don't close your eyes
you're going to miss the world.
don't close your eyes
to try and shut out the world
you're going to see it anyways.
everyday keeps passing by
but past is your tomorrow
until you learn to accept the truth
and move beyond the memory of shadow.
it's always there
always behind you
always peering through the lie
and after all your ignorances
it's there to haunt you at night.
we can't ignore what's happened
we can't deny the past
the future still is exactly that
and the present is only the gift we make of it.
lengthening shadows
earlier days
and still the clinging
of all things passed
in people and places and times.
to destory the past is to destroy yourself
to believe in it only is to let it consume you
so believe in it still as your mind is the record
and move on beyond it and live life as you were alive.
..and so begins the influx of old poetry that i've found, scattered about my room. how lovely.
you're going to miss the world.
don't close your eyes
to try and shut out the world
you're going to see it anyways.
everyday keeps passing by
but past is your tomorrow
until you learn to accept the truth
and move beyond the memory of shadow.
it's always there
always behind you
always peering through the lie
and after all your ignorances
it's there to haunt you at night.
we can't ignore what's happened
we can't deny the past
the future still is exactly that
and the present is only the gift we make of it.
lengthening shadows
earlier days
and still the clinging
of all things passed
in people and places and times.
to destory the past is to destroy yourself
to believe in it only is to let it consume you
so believe in it still as your mind is the record
and move on beyond it and live life as you were alive.
..and so begins the influx of old poetry that i've found, scattered about my room. how lovely.