there's a patch of grey on my blue sky
How i longed for the winter chills on grey afternoons...
suddenly,
time is out of mind
time didn't wanna move
time crouched round the corner, wicked
time stopped whispering
time was not on my side for that moment
time drew the path to the spiders nest
time cudn't strum
time was shocked at those questions
time felt sorry
time felt fragile
this time, it was not on my side
time was tampered with
time is hurt
time wept...
someone tampered with our blue confetti's
time is a lone thread still withstanding the lashings
time is you and me in our crazy reality
time can't forget the notebooks and promises
time come and take our pain away
Monday, November 26, 2007
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