The Abyss of Time Forgot
Moments slipping into years-
Everything quickly fading away-
Times once fresh and living-
Hastening into the growing grey.
Fleeting, passing, gone-
The future becomes the past-
Can no treasured moment-
Ever more than seconds last.
Ever looking forward-
And then dear time is forever lost-
How much has been wasted-
And what will be the cost.
Will everything held so dear-
Live only in recalling-
I know this moment is fading too-
And is into the darkness falling.
And I know some things will always remain-
But I miss the things that do not-
And I wonder what has already been misplaced-
In the abyss of time forgot.
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