Clip on tie
Life is but a temporary thing, just like a clip on tie, every breath we breathe, just leads us closer, to the time we die, no one is spared, there is no safe harbor, it happens to us all, every one of us will fall, crash and burn, in this thing we call life, we are all in strife, life is but a temporary thing, just like a clip on tie, every breath we breathe, just leads us closer, to the time we die, soar through the sky, dig through the earth, you'll soon lose all mirth, nothing is sacred, everyone of us scared, for when the time comes, will you be the one who runs, like a little mouse, straight back to your house, life is but a temporary thing, just like a clip on tie, every breath we breathe, just leads us closer, to the time we die, live your years, ignore your fears, death will come knocking, it really isn't shocking, so serve him some tea, we shall see, are you up to it, hurry and sit, for life is but a temporary thing, every breath we breathe, just leads us closer to the time we die.
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The Tattered Quill
PoetryThe Tattered Quill is a collection of poems I've written over years and kept. Some are funny though most are dark or emo or whatever you want to label them. Enjoy regardless. The art for the cover isn't mine it's just something I found on google, if...
