Time.... Time is meaningless here.
It cannot be turned backwards, as it cannot be moved ahead. Time is now. Time is an inescapable void we must drift through. Time is invincible.
And we are merely pawns on the board, playing a game we will always end up losing.
Just, how long we last is all we can control.
Now, here we sit, watching the seconds tick by.
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Poetry Book 1
PoetryRandom Poetry! This is just a cute selection of them. 😊 They're not necessarily in any particular order, they're just in the order of randomness! So *warning*: the emotions WILL fluctuate a lot!! And also *warning* possible profanity. STARTED: Marc...
