Is it time
Eye's are crying,
Time is flying,
Life is passing by.
Feelings crumbling,
People mumbling,
What is this we sigh.
Hope's are fading,
We all start hating,
Every things a lie.
We're all tryin,
To forget the lying,
But we were born to die.
Clocks are turning,
But we are still not learning,
The hands quicker than than the eye.
We're all pretending,
That our hearts are mending,
But it's too late to be shy.
So no more faking,
And no more hearts aching,
It's time we said goodbye.
Copyright ©2008 Natalie Rawlings
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