Poetry Of Jim Morrison (James Douglas Morrison-2).

Arts and Literature

SEVEN SECONDS

 

At the first second, when you came into being you join us in a strange world. At the second second you grow up slowly you stare at the universal in wonderment. At the third second you’re still too young you believe false dreams you’re guided the wrong ways. At your fourth second you’re lonely just like a stone you choose somebody to love forever. At the fifth second you fight against thousands even you are not alone nobody helps you. At the sixth second an invisible army strangles down your body you’re gripped by the hand of time. At the seventh second you die. We forget you.

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