Oh the time- the time!
How the time flys by
Like a bird with metallic wings
A plane soaring up high
And we'll die. We'll die!
We'll die as the last bell rings
As it holds us closer together,
Me and you forever...
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When It All Burns Down
PoetryMy second poetry collection. It'd help if you read the first one but if you really want to then jump right into this one first. The only difference is that someone else stays with me...
