A Second Glance By: AllureXtasy
Every moment has it's first time.
Now time has passed & only reflection's bounce across your mind, of the memories of the year's that you have left far behind.
The good tears cheer to the glory of succeeding, but the sad tears create a rapid flow down your times of defeating.
Your mind races furious down old memory lane, leaving you breathless at it's final end.
Are there things you would have changed? What if these events evolved into the memories that are now priceless?
Each fall has it's brances, which help to climb back to life's second chances.
Be grateful for your time spent & at last be free of all life's consequence.
