Time passes by,
The way
you can't see at all.
When memories near
You can hear
their faint call.
Time repeating itself,
And repeating once more.
But for you it feels
like it flows galore.
You regain your control
Or you lose it,
and fall.
And as memories toll,
You forget them
at all.
There's no way to that time
As it just never stops,
and without you
forever
and ever it goes.
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PoetryI'm a young poem writer and I wanted to create an online collection of my poems for everyone to see. I used to post often, but I'm busy these days. Unless?.. Please, if you like my poems leave a vote and write a comment! That is the best support yo...
