No jail.

Aug 31, 2008 19:03

Oh how time cut_s away,
at the pieces of life we make,
melting to the sound of passing days,
trying hard not to shake.

Moving loosely, holding tightly,steady hands go together oh so nicely,
am I someone to remember?
have I done what I meant?
I'm where I am, the only spot where I can say
I stand.Sun setting up for the lonely night,
stars_stars dancing oh so bright,
dancing to the shiney_shiney light,
of the cosmos menacing sigh,

Oh, thank you.  And Goodnight.
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