The warp of time, bending reality
Everything has it's time, it's time to change, molecule after molecule, its evolution of time in itself,
But you, you are like honey
Golden and looks beautiful in the sun
Can be with anything, and it's form, as if it never goes along with time
Honey, although it can get hard, hardened like stone if kept away, locked away,
It loses it's color, it loses it's beauty
Yet as you stand, free as ever, time will change you, time will be the sword of a being whose presence was ever defying
In the end, you were honey, in the beginning, you were the bees, and as time stopped, you were the sword that cut open the universe
Note: sword is of hardened honey
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deficiency of what
Mystery / Thrillermove on, move on, move on, move on, move on, move on, move on, move on, Drag your feet and hang your head low Make sure your hands are cold and your feet are bare Feel if your tongue is dry and your eyes are full of the saltiness of your body Fall a...
