applesrock92's blog
Times Gone By
I pack my bags
mentally checking one by one.
I go through this monotonous phrase,
never sleeping, never stopping, only thinking.
Of times gone by
times never to return.
Swiftly moving
ever changing.
Fickle to a whim
I am Water.
I pack my bags
mentally checking one by one.
I go through this monotonous phrase,
never sleeping, never stopping, only thinking.
Of times gone by
times never to return.
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