As I lie here
I think about the past
It was lonesome and horrific
Everything was black
But then a change
A spark of something
I wake up and tell myself
'I do NOT live in the past,
I live in the present! '
That's when I realize
My life is better
All because I am living in the present.
Tuesday, June 01,2010
Bedroom
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I would like to translate this poem
Learn from your past, live in your present to make a beautiful tomorrow Good Job my friend