January 6, 2004

  • Seconds


    time stands still


    lives hang in the balance of it


    frozen solid


    slow motion


    the wandering spirit finds meaning but is still lost


    swaying from side to side


    the seconds slowly tick away


           tick                tock                                 tick                         tock


    free will is wrenched away in the precious time


    time rushes back


    it goes so fast


    running to and fro


    the seconds pass by so quickly


    tick   tick   tick   tick


    innocence stolen, one moment in time


    shot down


    meaningless

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