Time.People.Dreams

Time. People. Dreams.

 

Times change

Minds range

People do and people say but in the end there is a price to pay

Time flies

People die

Where truth lies

People cry

Understandment is met

Tears of sorrow are wet

Unaware of hatred and despair

But they will always be there

We try to hide but they will always abid

Time flies

People die

And dreams are fried

 

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