How do we feel time?
It tastes like sour lime,
It flows as fast.
As wind lifts easily the dust.
We are marrionettes of time
Staying in a straight raw line.
That leads us toward our graves,
As we are little time's new slaves
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Author:
Japetus (
Offline) - Published: April 27th, 2026 01:37
- Category: Sad
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Comments1
Clever rhyme sublime as I read it line by line. In meter it keeps time a poem so fine. A good read
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