A TIME-GLASS I TURNED
TO BUCKLE BACK WHAT HAS BEEN DONE
A MEMORIES I BURNED
THE REST IS YET TO COME
TIME..IS ALWAYS LIMITED
THIS MOMENT LEAVES NO TIME TO THINK
FROZEN IN TIME, NOT TO BE DISCOVERED
PRECIOUS FOREVER, LIKE A DIAMOND RING
FARE THE WELL, LITTLE BROKEN HEART
YOU AND ME, WERE MEANT TO APART
BUT MANY HOURS I SHALL WAIT
IN LIFE OR DEATH, WE SHALL INTERGRATE...
*4th poem
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