Time... Nasty Killer. Poem by Marcondes Pereira
Time... Nasty Killer.
Time... Nasty Killer.
Time you're my worst ill
Time you kill
My youth
And my being.
Time you destroy
With hellish joy
My dreams
And my childhood.
Time I can see,
Time I can feel,
Time I will never be free
From your destructive power.
Time you create
Within me a endless fear
Of death and suffering
I can't hold my tear.
I can't believe
I'm small before you.
I can't forgive
My insignificance.
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