Time
I sit
I watch
I listen
I wait
As time
goes by
day
by day.
Yesterday
is now today
and today
will soon be tomorrow
The only way
to kill my sorrow
is if time stops
and we are stuck here
here and now
forever.
Time is just a number
used to measure a day
a month
a year
When it is almost out
you are filled with fear
take every moment
and every day
and cherish them
because time could stop
at any day
at any time,
just
like
that.
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