Non descriptiveA Poem by Malia
We all think we have time
But time doesn't think about us it has us Time grasps us in pain so well Time is slow, a snake moving in the tropics Sliding to catch the pray. Time seems upon your back in those beautiful moments in life. Time screams out when life is born A bright light of mixtures blows out when time says lets go. Time has kept me going on in this life And it will take me with it too. © 2017 Malia |
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Added on October 14, 2017 Last Updated on October 14, 2017 Author
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