PUT DOWN

Put down your worries and your cares

Put down your anger and your rage

That eats your heart and tears the page

You wrote, of fondest memories and hopes

Put down the book, put down the pen

There’s no time left to think,

And when the final hour strikes its echoed song

It’s time to leave. This time it ends.

– theresurreccionofkevin

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