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Out of Time


Once upon a time lived a lass of shining blonde hair and radiant blue eyes

Filled with jealosuy and greed, she was looking at the darkening skies

Left her sister in the cold, nowhere to be seen

From the tall, shadow trees comes a white animal rushing down the field

The cocky yet conflicted lass gets up and wants to make it her meal

The chase began through the grass,

Time ticking down 

There goes the blonde lass

Chasing the white animal with a frown,

Approaching the abyss of obscurity

Time ticking down

The furry animal goes down a hole with security

Following it was the blonde lass with a dim white gown

Falling through the hole in despair and running out of air

Time ticking down

Her gown getting darker and blackness consuming her hair

Time ticking down

Eyes turning maroon and face getting pale 

Time has ticked down

She reached a cave filled with stale air

A fallen angel on the ground

The lass now with dark gown and hair looks up

The white animal looking down below

Somber and mellow, he says

"You were just a child"

Tears fall down from the lost lass

"I am sorry Alice"

The fallen Alice with tears asks

"Why have I fallen from your kingdom?"

The white animal responds,

"Your way of living consumed my world,

Made it gloom and dull

Here you can fix your ways and follow the right path

Hurry Alice,

I am afraid of whats to come, hurry before you are

Out of Time"

 

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ErickJG7
<p>I hope you enjoy my poem</p>

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