Author: xAngel of SorrowX PM
...Life is not like gloomy Sunday with a second ending when the people are disturbed. Well, they should be disturbed because there's a lesson that really ought to be learned... Emilie Autumn / The Art of SuicideRated: Fiction M - English - Tragedy/Angst - Chapters: 23 - Words: 2,979 - Reviews: 1 - Updated: 05-08-11 - Published: 03-05-11 - Status: Complete - id: 2896537
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The progression of time is unending,
A fact which people quite often reject.
They don't seem to realize pretending,
Against Father Time, has not one effect.
The past can't be buried in a casket,
Hidden six feet under the earth to rot.
And the future won't still if you ask it;
You have to face time when you'd rather not.
But even the seconds you wish would die,
The moments you try not to remember,
Cannot hold a candle to all the times
You wished a moment would last forever.
Time refuses to wait for anyone,
So make the most of yours before it's done.