The Curse of Time

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    The Curse of Time

    I was created eternal a continuous flow of energy in motion. I received the curse of time through the fruit of a love potion. I lusted, hungered, and thirst for the curse, Time is my conqueror, and at this time I am defeated. My journey is to be seated, in eternity once again, a place where time has never been. Time is a ruler of my thoughts, my love, my movement, my total existence, now my mission is to be persistence in my struggle to be eternal again, but to conquer the curse of time, death has to become my friend.

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    ThePen commented on The Curse of Time

    04-10-2009

    Yes, I'm loving the teasers. Please message a brother when you post some more poems.

    Poetry is what is lost in translation.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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