She felt as though the minutes were her tears and they were so plentiful and so keen,
and felt so deafening as they slowly embedded in her flesh.
As her eyes kept weeping, the hands of the clock kept moving, so slowly they moved, yet time kept passing somehow.
Jan 11, 2013
Jan 11, 2013 at 10:18 PM UTC
She felt as though the minutes were her tears and they were so plentiful and so keen,
and felt so deafening as they slowly embedded in her flesh.
As her eyes kept weeping, the hands of the clock kept moving, so slowly they moved, yet time kept passing somehow.
