It's About Time Poem by Methods Create Madness

It's About Time

Rating: 5.0


Rain of flaming paper
Pages torn and time forgotten
Time never forgets though
Clockwork stops and can't tell time
Time tells no lies
Time untold is an echo in all lies
Tick tick tick
'I know your secrets. They scream out to me.
I am father time. I tell no lies.'

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