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Time Taveler

October 17, 2008
By Anonymous

The sands of time slip through my fingers,
As my last feeling of desperation lingers
It is destiny
For I am the time traveler,and the people of the world trust in me
My soul bound and chained
From all the long years that have passed me by, I know my heart will always be stained


The author's comments:
This is one of my first poems. it signifies how quickly time flys by, especially when we're caught up with things that, in the end really don't matter.

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