A curious boy wonders
As all curious children do
Going further into some unknown place
Enticed by simple things
Especially the glow of a majestic clock
All he wished was to touch it
For children never mean the harm they cause
Breaking the walls of time
Mixing future and past together
Banishing the present from existence
Making us lose ourselves so simply
In the end we receive premature death
And we forget our true selves
Never again to be known
By anyone but the time keeper
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Random Depressing poetry... yeah I know I'm depressing live with it!
PoetryAs the title suggests its random depressing poetry... and yeah I'm a depressing person... sorry?
