The passing of time By aldo kraas, www.PoetryPoem.com/poet11586 Unlock all Features - Upgrade to Poetry Prime
The fearful feel,
A chocking tug.
She cannot heal,
The pain too real.
Sharp cutting steel.
Like burning fire,
It creeps deep.
Cracks and slits,
Until she lit
Into a thousand flames.
Flames of past love
And trust
And lust
And like dust
That falls upon oldpicture frames
The claws of time gnaw away
What was once so dear.
The passing of time,
I think wistfully.
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