Time is a crime.
It climbs on a lime.
The happy become unhappy.
Time is a crime.
For those who have much little time left.
If time was nervous then the better be in service.
Time is a crime.
When I just got home to take a leap on my bed.
To get some rest.
It's already morning.
Time is a crime.
When u need more time.
Time takes the time u need and makes it the little time u need.
If I had the time I needed.
I could go take a nap or even sleep the whole day.
But time is time.
Time you can not control.
Time is never going to stop.
Or take a break.
Never in 100 years will you see something so little that will stop.
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The Story I Never Told Anyone
Thơ cait's about poems. How I feel or see things. Sometimes it's about people.
