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a time will come
A time will come
when our faces will be sagging faces;
the world pollocked onto our retinas,
spines like bent straws,
our hacksaw minds
shot into oblivion
by the gods of time.
The burning bush of youth
now settling its flame.
when our faces will be sagging faces;
the world pollocked onto our retinas,
spines like bent straws,
our hacksaw minds
shot into oblivion
by the gods of time.
The burning bush of youth
now settling its flame.
Published 5th Jan 2020
| Edited 13th Dec 2023
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Anonymous
12th Mar 2022 9:15pm
Hey Inker…….one thing I’m sure of, we don’t live forever, everyday we’re closer to death, time tells all, sometimes it’s silence of the mind is comforting, this brought many thoughts, brilliantly written, purple luv & hugs xo :)
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- Edited 25th Oct 2022 6:45pm
24th Jul 2022 00:23am
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