Now
gone is gone is never gone is always and forever never
time is a twisted little twist of a devil
and love is and always never kind or forthright or civil
bewitched in betwixt the minefields we wander
through today before the future yesterday our hopes slay
faster and fiercer the pierce of and arrow that festers once entered
though we muster the shredded cluster of courage
the sepsis is imminent in the contentment of our sentiment
we must away tomorrow and today to live in tomorrow as it becomes today
but whether today tomorrow yesterday this moment has is will pass only now
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