TIME
Oooo, the sun.
There and back again,
Another day is done.
Ooo, the breath,
A suicide that’s been disguised,
As living, to death.
Time it went,
Where all my time is spent.
I traded days,
For half an ounce of silver,
For funding my escape.
I’d be alright,
If you would burn the photographs,
I used to call my life.
Time replays,
Reminds me why I stay.
My Path unfolds.
Like floating down the river,
To travel where it flows.
And for a while,
I breath a sigh, and say goodbye,
Escape into the wild.
Time it fades,
And memories take it’s place.
But time renews,
So don’t go losing faith.
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