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Click hereTime was ,
I thought I knew
who I was
Time was ,
I thought I had known
what there was to be
known about My heart
Time was,
I thought I would never feel
this way again
Yet , yesterday ,
when I lay , trying to hurry up his sleep,
I knew then that
Time had fooled Me again
Time is ,
I can feel again cry again
touch again live a little again
I know not where of that came
I know not whyfore you did the deed
I know not how it came to pass
Time is,
I want to see
I want to touch
and most importantly,
look in the eyes again
See the pools of fire reflected
see the glimmer of hope rise
see the dank dark depths clear
Will you give Me that time again
as you have done
those clouds scudding away,
those fires un-banked now,
blazing furiously
Where are you, in solace
and in My pain
have you taken it
upon and lit again the embers,
those shackles I sought
to cumber Myself with
Broken those chains and fetters
Taken those light silvery turns around Me
Taken and eaten,
supped at leisure
Knowing that Time stands still now for Us
One and together
This poem is sbout 1/2 good imagery and 1/2 crap. Cut it down and whipe its ass.