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Category : Poems

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There are no words to describe
The feeling that's inside
When you're running out of time

Time is a very peculiar concept
That we learn to accept
To decipher would render us inept

Time is infinite
It is worth it
To keep moving forward until I make it

To the end
Time is an enemy and a friend
It is far away or close at hand

But no matter what it may be
Only time will tell what is to come, what is to see
Though it won't wait for me, unfortunately


  • Feb 07, 2020

  • Emma Bonner

    Emma Bonner


    Feb 07, 2020

  • Harmony Vic

    Harmony Vic

    Beautiful, very well written

    Feb 07, 2020

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