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If you came to me with a time machine and told me to change one thing
About my past, I would stand there and beginning to think,
If told you I would travel in time, you won’t see it again
But I wouldn’t travel in time, I would destroy the machine.
Here’s what I would think:
I would think of my past, and who was in it,
The little boy that hit a tripe in baseball
The fifth grader who started martial arts,
The eighth grader with the beginners luck
The ninth grader who found his first girlfriend.
The seventh grader, that changed the boys life,
The little sister, who is special to him
The special girl, that fills his life,
That teacher that never gave up hope
The parents that never will.
The tenth grader, who had to let go,
The same one that found another
The man that made a play,
And participated in one.
The girl that received his help,
The girl that means his world
The little sister that means his life
The teachers that never gave up on him
The parents that never will.
The pain, the joy, the good, and the bad,
That fills his daily challenges,
The life and death that find him
But he always see the glass half full
If you gave me a time machine, even after I destroyed the first one
I would tell you to take it away and never bring it back
Because my success and failures, the good and bad, are already done
And even for a minute, I would never change that.
- by Acheron Dyrra |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 02/07/2010 |
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- Title: time machine
- Artist: Acheron Dyrra
- Description: i was bored and i began to write
- Date: 02/07/2010
- Tags: time machine
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