Time goes by.
I'm still here.
But it changes my mind.
Time goes fast.
In my mind there's no place to run.
It all goes slow.
Five years will look like a week.
And I could, I would go back in time.
I would try to stop it.
And freeze a moment with you.
But time goes by.
It never stops.
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PoetryA recompilation of poems of a girl who has been travelled to a lot of places in her mind. From happiness to depression and depression to find happiness again. Dedicated to all those people who has been travelling into those places like me. © All...
