time

time

A Poem by jay
"

the 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

© 2017 jay


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Oh, how true this is...and time keeps marching on.

Posted 7 Years Ago


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jay

7 Years Ago

oh yess it is

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jay
jay

beirut, --- None ---, Lebanon



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A Poem by jay