timeA Poem by condescription of time
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forever on the run not here nor is it there we are at your mercy we chase you all the time we waste you we spend you you are our money you are our life you will never end forever repeating yourself never stopping waiting for no one plowing on forever on the run
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StatsAuthorconwest midlaands, United KingdomAboutim ginger 17 and called conner read my poems and leave feed back but dont be a hater more..Writing
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