Melora Syd, Goddess Of Time

June 4, 2010
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I love you, my goddess of time
You keep track of my daily life,
The things that swear to end in strife,
Laying and not breathing my end

You told me yesterday you heal,

That is what you seek to provide,
Along with your promise of life,
Laying and not breathing my end.

Later I found out something else,
“You must grieve in order to dine.”
Said the conditional wave Time,
Laying and not breathing my end.

I should presume that she killed me,
Yes if you must know I am dead,
But that is just the way it is.
Laying and not breathing my end.





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