Time is such a wicked whore
Always taking, wanting more
She's not even keeping score
Stealing my youth and my soul
Draining the life from my eyes
Making it so I'm no grand prize
Telling the most nasty lies
Stealing my youth and my soul
Please love me despite it all
Don't make me beg or crawl
I've loved you since the fall
Keeping me feeling whole
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Author:
Christina (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: June 26th, 2024 14:50
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Comments3
Wonderful write with great rhyme
Christina is back
Worth the wait
I appreciate your kind review, it is so appreciated!!
You make me want to think and start writing again.
Again, thanks for your support!
Wonderful words Christina, good to see you back.
Andy
Thank you and I appreciate your kind feedback!
I have 'time' to say good write C.
Thanks Orchi I appreciate it!!
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