Minutes, Five

Minutes, Five

A Poem by Pluto

They say that time is a gift
I say it is a hell
Finding without losing
And changing every day
Weary without resting
Changing while resisting

The past will never return
The future will never return
I hate my life.

© 2009 Pluto


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Pluto
I wrote it in five minutes.

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TLK
Hmm, this is somewhat unfocused. What do you think the message is?

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Pluto
Pluto

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I'm an irregular writer, who has emmigrated from Writers Window. And maybe my writing will improve. If I actually write anything new. I mostly write poems. more..