Wednesday, 25 April 2012

Time


Like a bomb set to detonate
The clock is ticking fast,
Like watching a flower seed to bloom,
And knowing it can’t last.

It’s a glimpse towards the future,
and accepting the change as fact,
It’s what you know you’ll look back on,
And claim was all too fast.

It seems time sets to engulf us all,
And change what’s left behind,
It blurs the edges of what once was,
so you just can’t bring to mind…

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