Time

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Other  |  House: Booksie Classic
Sometimes the past and the present become muddled but there is always the future.

Submitted: July 19, 2016

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Time.

My time it is unravelling,
Into the past I'm travelling,
Then back to the present day
I always seem to find my way.
It forever seems to trick me,
To confuse and to perplex me,
It's hard to keep myself on track
When under time's constant attack.
My daily life is very clear,
My problems just won't disappear,
I cannot see that much will change
There's nothing I can rearrange.
But who knows what the future brings,
It can change so many things,
Have some patience, wait and see
And hold on to the future me.


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