Is Time
Walking down the street with sorrows and pains
Walking with no clear way to go
Letting tears fall down a pale face
And not know the reason to be here for.
Wishing the days to be over
Waiting for the shadows of death
Walking slower and slower
And letting out a cold breath.
Stops.
Looks around.
Looks up at the sky.
The sky is crying.
The clouds are down.
Everything is in darkness.
Yes, the night has come.
A broken smile appears on the pale face.
Yes, the time has come.
There is no more pain,
There is no more sorrows.
Everything is over.
Peace is all that is left on the ground.
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