Time short poem

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I have known you because of Time,
and you leave me because of Time.
Time wants me to forget you,
but Time says ‘No’ because I do love you.
Time gives me strength to endure the pain,
and Time encourages me to inspire and gain.
I always thought that time can heal all wounded hearts,
but yes, I admit, time really heals even when we we’re miles apart.
Now, Time has lots of words to say and I to discover.
But in the end, Time knows when to start and when to stop,
and remember the things I wanted to ignore…
Time stops but my heart won’t….

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Reagan Latumbo

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Singer. Poet Writer.I love singing and singing will always be my stint forever.Just like what I have said above, I am totally a lover of poems.I wrote straight from the heart, from my experience.I am a graduate of Bachelor of Secondary Education major in English in the Philippines.I dreamed of publishing some of my poems I wrote a few years back until now.
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@eugene_latumbo, we are friends but we have to disagree with you. Tlme doesn’t stop, but the heart will, when the time comes. Maybe, it’s love that stopped, when replaced with hate. Or maybe, love never stopped because it generated the hate. What do you think? It’snow your turn to disagree with us. Keep writing.


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