I am hunted by the future,
Will the future be my past?
Everything will continue
Around my everlasting cast.

I am gracious at the present,
But it will soon be gone.
Preserved within the sands of time,
A Banshees wailing song.

I am pleased with the past,
The author of my life.
Dictator of the present,
Fountian of my strife.

I am surrounded by time,
Flows through me, around me.
A hunter chasing down each kill,
Forever beyond eternity.

Artemisilveraven

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