All things

by Alexis Miller   Feb 23, 2015


Time eats at me, the thing that will kill me
Time will eat the world, ever so slowly
Isn't it torture to go about
your life and know you can't
change the fact that like all things
you will die?
Trust me, you will not survive
much longer, your heart will give out.
How morbid, is it not?
Truly amazing how slowly and quickly time
passes us by at the same time.

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  • 9 years ago

    by BlueJay

    Interesting concept, very fittingly housed in the dark category. Nicely penned. Great flow and voice - very chilling.

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