for..

[gothic_feline]

oh are the arms of time cuel
for though the lion's toh is blunted
the darges of the heart are not
time carves lines in acient pen
upon the canvas of skin
but why oh time do you carve deeper in me
i shut the doors and you open the lock
i build the walls and you crumbvle them to dust.
oh time i hear you laugh
i hear you tormenting merriment
where why was before me lost is found
and yet i can not have my reward
oh time you hold me and push hours past
but other arems i long to feel
and anothers kiss i long to taste
let me run let me free oh time
let me find harbor in the blossom of love.