Tick-Tock
my watch solemnly reminds me of my mortal sin
oh how I loathe the concept of time.
I travel faster than the speed of light
my shadow to outrun I seek and never do I say goodbye
for it's yet another promise that lingers stoically at the corner of the eye.
On I go, mind and flesh further to stretch...
It's not that I'm scared to die nor that I'm afraid to live.
'Tis "time the greatest distance"
and "I've miles to go before I sleep".
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The Wybble is 100-syllable-challenge hosted on @ChallengeCorner 's profile. Anyone can participate. In ANY form. Feel free to go through the already posted entries. I've included the link to the contest. You can find it in the External Link section.
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The Sin of Time (-a Wybble)
PoetryThe Wybble is 100-syllable-challenge hosted on @ChallengeCorner 's profile. Anyone can participate. In ANY form. I, obviously, decided to write a poem. Feel free to go through the already posted entries. I've included the link to the contest. You ca...
