Time

"They say time heals",
But it also kills.
The only thing in this world that 
is real.
Time is never late,
But always to date.
Time has a beautiful life,
But can't die.
Always flies,
Never lies.
Time is a game and we are the 
players that play.
Are stories are the only thing 
that stay.
We are a slave to time,
Because we always gotta make 
in time.
How can something control us 
that doesn't have a mind?-
Mario Perez
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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January 25, 2012 at 2:30 PM
Very true indeed Mario. oxox love Anne-Lise
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