My Time
My time goes on I can't forget The lives of sane shan't be to blame I live inside my dark regret Here filled with bane from truths I've slain. My time belongs in devils hands Now trying to escape at two I cannot move atop the sands My fate outgrew what needles drew. My time is gone. It never was I've felt before this drab decor Not knowing all the harm it does Reach for the door to stop the war. My time is gone I can't forget The waves have crashed and left me wet. My time belongs in devils hands Unknowing any marks they brand. My time is gone. It never was, Stop here right now. My time is up.
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bige
Born in California, raised in various cities within the SW. Not a military brat, mother could just never stay in one spot for so long. Dropped out of High school, and attained my GED soon after. I love writing music and poetry (god only knows why...
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