It's Time

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By Chalan

No more tears. No more fear. It's time to grab the wheel and steer. No more sadness. No more pain. I'm running on empty and there is nothing more to gain. No more guilt. No more doubt. It's time to face the music and get out. No more yelling. No more screaming. It's time to get moving, no more dreaming. It's time to say good-bye and let this love of mine die.

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January 5, 2007 01:29Mr.Poet

this is a good poem

February 17, 2007 21:27BananaIceCream

i love this. great work. : )