Confliction
Days age past expiration,
Every day longer than last,
Minutes seem like seconds,
But you make it valuable.
Time is ephemeral,
And days evanescent,
Wonders left uintouched,
And mysteries unsolved.
Concepts such as love
Confuse feeble minds
But I have seen its power
And I have made it mine.
You and I together
Like pieces of a pie
Sweet, and strange metaphors
Plague my mind.
Blinded by love
Is why I ask,
Why do we try
If nothing ever lasts?
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