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August Poetry Part 3

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August Poetry Part 3

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Time Smothering

 

Time moves over her soul

Corroding her morals

Like glass on a sandy beach . . .

No more guilt

No more peace

Just emotional turmoil.

As goals don't change,

But the innocence behind them does.

Empty time of no right or wrong

Steals prayers

As demons laugh

For their quest is complete

In boredom of empty time.

Empty time smothers

All right ideas

Leaving wounds

Of all the mistakes

Causing only sinful regret.

Becky M. S. Written 8/20/2006

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