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Poetic T Jul 2014
If I could **** time
Would I be the death of reality,
As with out time
We would be frozen in the moment,
Never to age,
Not seeing things anew
Just stagnant,
Frozen,
Decaying,
Nightmarish,
Of a time that is never to pass.
As it never moves on
I killed time,
But now I wish for time to pass
For the passage to move on,
The seconds petrified
Never to live,
Never to die,
I killed time and now I pay the price.

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