Time
Minutes ticking on a clock
An intangible thing
that rules our life
Another form of drug that
we are dependent on
Time
An elusive concept
Memories locked away
in the realm of space
The wasted seconds
The moments lost to ignorance
and death
Time
Numbers that mock us when we can't sleep
Numbers that sneer at us when we're late
Time
A meaningless word that holds no true value if wasted
But we spend so much of it wishing away
instead of chasing our dreams
Time
Something we don't have
A limited thing that if not used
Can not be regained
It moves on
without even glancing our way
Time
A thing so precious
it's abused.
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