Endless


years of suffering, days of pain.
hours of emotions, minutes of feelings.
Time continues no matter what you go through,
it won't stop no matter what you do.
Go ahead and look like a fool,
but don't say I didn't warn you!
When your time is gone,
and death has come to take your hand.
But I'm not done,
the fun has begun as the hour hand flies behind the glass,
Look at each day that goes by,
every sunset and every star in the sky.
Sometimes I wonder if more time has gone,
than the number of words in a song.
Than twice the number of stars,
but I'll travel afar for a seconds chance.
to go back to the past,
and make time pose the right stance.

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