Grasp the moments,
that touch your heart;
Before it’s stolen,
make sure you clasp.


Without any notice,
it’s gonna pass;
Leaving you frozen,
in your dark past.


Like a cigarette,
it will slowly burn;
Your soul in regret,
it will eventually hurt.


Like a serpent,
creeping into your veins;
Making you a servant,
to your daily pains.


Take nothing for granted,
you will come to learn;
To grasp when it lasted,
for there is no return.



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