essence of time
days of our lives we cannot get back
hours of the night, long gone with the wind
and that nostalgic feeling attatched to my skin
like honey and chewed gum
the moments branded in my mind
no lost over slepless nights
over time that won't rewind
it's gone forever, alright
and we're garunteed nothing
except that it won't come back
it's only as sure as death
and we're only as sure as time
that one day we'll all run out
it's the enemy of us all
it surpasses, not once over lapping
four letters of a delicate word
ever so precious
stingy in it's name, it waits for none
and if you wait too long you'll miss it
so before it's gone,
before it fades into the distance
take a hold and grab it
hold it for as long as you can
because the essance of time
will never be around for the end of your lifetime
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