Time
Blood flowing through your veins
As time stops
Clock ticking back and forth
restless til moonlight.
The moon shines brightly in that time of hour
Waiting for its prey
Striking it down dead to the ground.
Old bones whispering
Old rotten corspes.
Ancient stories finally unfold
Telling all its secrets untold.
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sjames2
Hi, my name's Sydney James. I am a freshman at the University of South Alabama, who is currently double majoring in International Relations with a focus in Korean, and IT. I love reading and expressing my feelings through writing, even if sometimes it doesn't make sense. I'm so glad I found this website.
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