Poetry Feature

[i:91df7cfa4f]Time always approaches from behind
Growling and flowing past our eyes
stand your ground
no matter how much
time shows it's fangs
in order to wash
you away to a
Beautiful past
Do not look foreword
Your hopes creep up behind you
Only existing in dark turbid waters[/i:91df7cfa4f]
- Tite Kubo