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Time

Time changes everything,
changes everyone.
The ((invisible)) un$toppable force
that gets a hold on everything.

Time is a healer <3
Time is a torturer----<^>
Time is was(t)ing.
Time is running o u t.

Time stands still
Time goes -f-o-r-w-a-r-d-s->
but cant go /<--back-w-a-r-d-s--
Time is of the essence.

We all have time on our hands,
on our wrists.
Time is our slave to use
but never really works for us.

Such a strange relationship.

Dovahkiin

@Dovahkiin

I'm 25, from Leeds, UK. I like to describe myself as a philosopher of sorts, I write poetry of the heart and soul. Currently trying to turn my hand to short story writing - will post first on here if I come up with anything good! Stay tuned!!

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Comments & Feedback (4)

An echo of my feelings!

Awesome write! 🏆

We are a slave to time 👍

@HeatherAnne @TheViolator thanks! your words are much appreciated :D

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