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The Time Is Now
The time is always now.
There is a phantom that is always haunting me.
An expectation to give in and bow.
An absolute surrender and no less.
Because partialities are just not accepted.
Especially when it comes to the heart.
Even if its your very first.
These feelings both portray and betray.
When looking to its eyes, tell me what it is that looking back?
I know it's somewhere written upon a page.
A dig for gold.
A mighty fine treasure to hold.
A message from beyond the grave.
A expression we all crave.
Of my life I can most certainly say it saves.
poem
by
Ace Of Black Hearts
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