Poetry

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Heart is beating like the clock is ticking
A time bomb that is set to go off
All these bad habits need kicking
So the successes can takeoff

Mysterious tones ring out loud
Nestled into the fabric of life
Hesitation to determine the sound
That is meant to calm the strife

Fixated on the classic sense
Round and round we seem to go
Decisions making things tense
When we should really be in the know

These hurdles that come into frame
Never seem to quit appearing
Many tasks begin to feel the same
Will there soon be a clearing

Changes use to represent positive
Now they’ve been compromised
It has all gone downhill to the negative
As they try to hide God’s love… the ultimate prize

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