Time goes fast
It never does last
The clock goes tick tock
The figure of death knocks

The sun rises and falls
Grief and laughter calls
Memories are made
And others fade

The nights are black
The clocks hands don't turn back
The silver moon shines
And whispers "the night is mine"

Time can break hearts
And make you fall apart
You can work hard over time
And never get a single dime

It can sometimes heal
But fate it will seal
Time is life
And it brings strife
Time is death
Until none is left

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[The music fits in really well with this poem]