The Time

February 8, 2014

Time is Precious and so am I

Time was here...then passed by

Time had decided to stay.. awhile

Time got old and out of style

Time grew weary and so did we

When I looked at the clock..

Time was up for me

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Comments (2)

Royal BloodFeb 28, 2014

<p>thanks! :)  Im starting to write poetry again so I'm a little rusty</p>

Joelsoul22Feb 24, 2014

<p>This was so beautiful in its simplicity i just didn't want it to end</p>