Time Is A Thief
“We should do this more often!”
But we won’t.
Pals too busy to meet up.
Group chats gone quiet.
Friendships gone cold.
Six-pack faded away.
Wrinkles crawled their way onto my flesh.
Energy and enthusiasm waning.
Unexpected funerals of those who gave up.
Years gone by like smoke escaping through a cracked window.
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Kay Cee | Year Posted 2025
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