Time, how much i love thee
when you have plundered me my all
it is a glory, it is a breathe devine
Of me what more can you squander
and torment my soul
save my breath, for i escape
before its all done
Time, how much i love thee
when only silence remain
for you cannot touch my stillness
you cannot tie me to material
lonely time, how much i love thee
when you have plundered me my all
it is a glory, it is a breathe devine
Of me what more can you squander
and torment my soul
save my breath, for i escape
before its all done
Time, how much i love thee
when only silence remain
for you cannot touch my stillness
you cannot tie me to material
lonely time, how much i love thee
You know how much i love your poems... U are realy good my friend. Keep it up...
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