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    dots Submission Name: Essence of timedots

    Author: D-Ink
    Elite Ratio:    1.38 - 81/59/58
    Words: 64
    Class/Type: Poetry/Misc
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       Age is nothing but a number but then again, why do I always check in the mirror for any lines in my face?

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    dotsEssence of timedots

    Yet, another week has passed,
    Like a thief moving in swiftly,
    Through the night,
    I opened and closed my eyes,
    Looking for the thing he stole,
    Yet, everything still's the same,
    Except that I've aged,
    Lines, both deep and fine,
    Scrawled carelessly on my portrait,
    As if reminding,
    That youth, herself,
    Gave up on me,
    And triumphed in the arms of the thief.

    Submitted on 2014-12-12 09:53:52     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      Interesting piece. No matter how hard we try, we can never triumph over time. It eats away at our bodies before turning them into dust. However, time doesn't have an effect on our souls and that's something to think about.
    | Posted on 2014-12-27 00:00:00 | by Piper | [ Reply to This ]
      My Requiem

    Yet, another week has passed
    like the thief moves in swiftly
    through the night his blade.

    I opened and closed my eyes,
    looking for the things he stole,
    yet, everything still's the same.

    Except that I've aged, not at all
    lies and lines, both deep and fine
    scrawled carelessly on my portrait.

    As if reminding, that youth, herself
    gave up on me and I triumph in her
    the arms of a thief that took my love.
    | Posted on 2014-12-12 00:00:00 | by poetotoe | [ Reply to This ]
      Youth to a degree is a state of mind. Tomorrow is only yesterday beyond the here and now. Let your triumph be that which you have learned while acquiring those little lines not how much the thief has aged you in the process.

    | Posted on 2014-12-12 00:00:00 | by monad | [ Reply to This ]

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