TimeA Poem by BeccaTime. Time, time. Time is in a hurry. Time, time, slow down? Time, time, time is going by. Time is spinning out of my reach. Things seem slower or things speed up. Life is taking forever in the speed of time. Could I grasp time and control it the way I want? Or is time controlling me, making certain things fly by? Time, yet again, is getting out of my reach, my touch. I'm spinning on time's watch again. Slow or fast. Whatever time decides is the right pace. It's a mystery why time is the boss. Time is trying to slow down. Time in a rush to fly by. Time, time, time. Slow down? Time. © 2012 Becca |
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Added on May 2, 2012 Last Updated on May 2, 2012 AuthorBeccaRochester, NYAboutI'm 23 and I write poems to keep me sane. Poems are my way of getting out how I feel. When I'm upset, I tend to write more. But there are times where I will get randomly inspired and write something c.. more..Writing
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