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Time ends
But time flies
Brace yourselves
And look up to the skies
You are what ends
You are what flies
Fleeing from darkness
From all the lies
If you live
Then time dies
Precious lives
Pretentious goodbyes
It's not important
Where or when
But then
In the end
You are what they sent
To save yourselves
Through the dark hour
To run through time
Instead of cower
Face the end
With your head held high
Face the end
As time may fly
Because you refuse
To say goodbye
And live
Or else time may die
YOU ARE READING
Anything But Ordinary
PoesiaA collection of original poems and thoughts with rhymes of a wandering mind that is anything but ordinary.
