timeA Poem by jaythe truth about wasted timee
We flock above the illusion of life
and regain the true wisdom of our existence when its too late. It is then that we hold on to time, petrified from the melancholy of death as it chants through the very little pieces of our souls.... -Julia
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1 Review Added on April 20, 2017 Last Updated on April 20, 2017 Authorjaybeirut, --- None ---, LebanonAboutwell im 17 years old and i dream of becoming a successful writer. more..Writing
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