Looking at the sky makes me want to cry coz do I ever try to fly high enough to reach You?

Wednesday, February 20, 2013

Reflection: Wasted Time

Time that I wasted could never be reclaimed
It's no use crying over spilt milk
But
The here and now is as precious as Gold
The near future requires action
Requires memory
Determination
Motivation
Deed

Action
Action
Action
Deed
Do it
Wake up
Do it
Fill it
Complete it
Finish it
Time will leave you
Death will overcome you
The Hereafter will greet you
And what would you say you have done?

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