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time is money
and it always disappears
faster than you ever could imagine
blink just for a moment
and the seconds turn to years
and the smallest river leads you to the ocean
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time is unrelenting
it does just what it wills
he is foolish who is hoping to contain it
tearing down the strongest wall
but healing every wound
ever seized, it continues unabated
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time is a torturer
the destroyer of all things
but I guess it’s foolish to sit and let it worry me
all I have to do is patiently await the day
when time is swallowed up in Eternity
About the Creator
Dave Bonvillian, Jr.
I write poetry and Speculative-Fiction short stories. I've had the privelage of having one of my poems published in Wisdom Crieth Without magazine.
I am currently living in Missouri with my wife, three children and two ridiculous dogs.
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