Time will die sooner than later.
When everything has gone.
Every tear evaporated.
The last word of the story written.
The dark that declares itself
when the sun vanishes.
When Paradise becomes bored
with perfection,
and will die when it
forgets who it loved.
When music has no sound
to hear with.
When life stops
building doors to open.
When Time Dies
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