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Jul 2013
I wish a million days gone in a second.
Why is every hour in a minute?
Every second seems too short,
every raindrop carries a thousand years.
Every word is too long,
every breath too quick.
Time never serves me well,
and now it's a winning war.
Please, someone, set me free!
Can I trust these four walls to listen to my screams?
Can I trust my blood to carry the secrets I can't say?
(2011)
R W
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   maybella snow
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