Every person has a clock
Every person has time to talk
Every person has room to walk
But who uses the clock
The time, and the room
We have it there
But there's other things to do
There is no later
Don't sit and wait
Stand, walk
Talk, glance at the clock
Time flies, so use it well
When will that time stop
Who can tell
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Welcome to the Darkness
PoesíaThis isn't about depression or sad stories. It's strange, twisted poems that are mildly creepy.
