I'm at the back
sitting in class
but my mind's in space
I'm lost in time
what is this place?
Thinking all the time
but my memory is drained
from the time I wake up
to the time I go to sleep
is the only thing that remains
I see it in a distance
and I start chasing it
but time waits on no one
shit! shit! shit!
the time is gone
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LIFE, LOVE, SUICIDE by Dionne Miller
PoetryPoems and quotes about love, suicide, life... Written by me Note: I don't write with feelings and don't dare steal what's on here "Talent is a gift waiting to be opened"
