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Time in a bottle…what does that mean?
Is it something that is heard
Or is it something that is seen?
Is it lake sand in the palm of your hands
Or like liquid, trickling down in strands?
The sands of time…an interesting place,
Where things slow down or speed up in pace.
A place where life seems to begin,
But also where it finds an end
Future, present, and the past
Time seems to go by really fast.
Before you can blink, things call all change.
Becoming something new or being rearranged.
What is it that makes the world go round?
I think it’s time and where is it found.
It can be spent hanging with a friend,
Or maybe just waiting for the day to end
Time…is special for everyone.
Let’s try to save it…before it’s all gone.
- by Mystic Nightclaw |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 11/23/2008 |
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- Title: Time
- Artist: Mystic Nightclaw
- Description: This is a poem that just came to me. I don't really know what, but I hope you enjoy it. ^_^
- Date: 11/23/2008
- Tags: time
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- happily ended - 11/24/2008
- nice!!!!!!!!!! this is the first poem ive red that didn't SUCK devinitly a five!!!
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