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Tick.

I will hold you down.
I am your limits.
I keep you from your dreams
I am what you race against
I am who keeps you from immortality,
You beg me to run by faster
You beg me to slow down
You beg me to stop
You dream of manipulating me
You dream of tying me down
And subjugating me as another of your tools
But I am the ethereal substance around you
Untouchable, invisible, and yet you feel me
I am the shadow that guides you by hand to your grave
And when you look your last
You will see my smile
And know that I still march on.

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About wgwinfrey

I'm currently a student at the University of Missouri, studying strategic communications at the school of journalism. Although I spend most of my time working, studying, sleeping, or hanging out with friends, I do get to direct some of my energy to other interests, such as video games, books, and writing.

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