Time Poem by cheyenne cooke

Time



When time finally claims my flaking bones.
And empties my two shining crystal stones.
I will become a speck of dust in your cold wretched eyes.
Always there no matter how thin the light.

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cheyenne cooke

cheyenne cooke

Kilmarnock, VA
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