Life is like a mathamatician,
Once the equations over,
your number is up.
Author notes
Prompt:
"Life is the small hand on a clock,
and death is the minute hand stalking it!"
A contest entry
- Time - 6 Hour Contest by Cupcrazy.
1000 points, ended October 11, 8 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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So very true, we are born dying and I think the time of our death is predetermined. Thanks for the great entry. Hugs, Bunny
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