Hello! I'm Molly and if your clever enough to look at my date of birth, then you'll work out that I'm only thirteen. I love to write and read poems as well as novels/short stories! ! The computer is also a hobbie of mine and one day I want to become Prime Minister. Feel free to mail me - random mails if you want. My bark is FAR worse than my bite. more »
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Through time, I say, I heard you sing,
Of weeks alone; of days for kings.
The ages long; the sleeping souls,
The many years in hunts for gold.
Millennia passed within a blink,
But minutes slowed to help me think.
And thought the centuries were slow,
These seconds dull; these hours woe,
I felt the call of your sweet voice,
Then aeons passed within a thrice,
For mans’ perspective time defines,
And times defined by my own mind.