|When Time Runs Out Of Time (standard:poetry, 158 words)|
|Author: Reid Laurence||Added: Aug 23 2010||Views/Reads: 1654/0||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|Ever wonder about what the inevitable must bring?|
Time of the essence Time is gold Be it real Try it virtual How does it take hold? Now relative time A wonder to me Moving faster or slower A conjunctive idea A good time A bad Some hard time, maybe? Let's throw in some cyber Please time, let us be Don't do it on my time Don't waste of your own Don't bend it Or warp it Nor spend in a zone The edge of a hole Where time can stand still Or gravity changes Does barely fulfill Regardless of many Or how it stands clear The time due to us Does never stay here It slips through your fingers Melted butter or jam And time stops for no one Not woman, or man It's carried the ages And held up the world But one day must happen It's timing unfurled All ticking will stop And clock must run out And silence submerge us In nothing about Tweet
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