Element of Time
By Rachel RosePublished about a year ago • 1 min read
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Time stands still, they say.
Then why is there a before
and after, I ask.
//
The answer must be
hidden behind the wall-clock.
Where no one will see.
//
Batteries give life.
Death steals time from the living.
We age as time turns.
//
Fire burns, ash is left.
Something that was, now isn't,
will never again.
About the Creator
Rachel Rose
comically sad, embarrassingly hopeful, disgusted romantic
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