Dearest time,
a friend of mine
has run away with you

If you mind
I’d like to find
a cure for feeling blue

I just need
a chance to feed
the hunger of my past

Heaven knows
whatever grows
is rarely meant to last

So I fear
the time is near
to put love to the test

If my friend
comes in the end
then it was for the best

Then again
if time should win
perhaps I need the rest.


Tagged: end, friend , test , time

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