Seconds passing by...
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Moments passing by...
The Pocket Watch falls with each tiny grain
The Hourglass ticks with each clanging clang
An obvious representation of life slowly dying off
This trough I will dip my face in
to drink deeply till it drips down my neck
gets my hair wet
and moistens my t-shirt
with dark circles of...
Time
is just a substitute we use to abuse and accuse
our life
on how we no longer have
Moments passing by...
Minutes passing by...
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Feb 23, 2012
Feb 23, 2012 at 5:11 PM UTC
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Minutes passing by...
Moments passing by...
The Pocket Watch falls with each tiny grain
The Hourglass ticks with each clanging clang
An obvious representation of life slowly dying off
This trough I will dip my face in
to drink deeply till it drips down my neck
gets my hair wet
and moistens my t-shirt
with dark circles of...
Time
is just a substitute we use to abuse and accuse
our life
on how we no longer have
Moments passing by...
Minutes passing by...
Seconds passing by...
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