Tasting the life she shed)"Time will heal" they told him knew his pain. "Time kills!" he whispered. Not a word: they watched him leave again. She went up with the sunrise that day, planned her future as every day.
Grief need not her grave Spent her last minutes in tomorrows she would never experience. Live your life each day, meet the tides my friend. We're all nomads forever on our way: a journey to the end! (She walked there every day without even knowingit was the place to which she was
going)If you knew the number of the steps you would ever take, bitter I wonder: would you run or cease to walk? For her sake he lived
Looking back now, he could have saved her
but there's no one left to save him. 'Cause we're all walking in tomorrows we may never experience. Live your life each day, meet the tides my friend. We're all nomads forever on our way: a journey to the end! (daniel magdic)
(daniel gildenlow) So now he has knowledge but what has he won? All pages are empty
He lost what he lived for and losses won't mend:
alive just to enter a journey beyond the end.
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