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Nov 2013
Wispy hair that wraps you up
Sends tingles down your spine
Lanky fingers tickle you
"You're running out of time."
Pretty voices call you out
Their lips are glossed in slime
Wrinkles ruffle fragile bones
"You're running out of time."
Coming through the tangled weeds
And trees you had to climb
Just to hear their voice again
"You're running out of time."
They came to you in lovely dreams
That hold no reason, rhyme
Left you wanting all the more
"You're running out of time."
Sprinting faster, breathing harder
Nails scratching at your thighs
You've got to hear the song again
"You're running out of time."
See it in the distance now
Hearing those bells chime
Please, just get there quicker now
"You're running out of time."
Wishing they would welcome you
But you got the hungry eyes
Hungry for the sweetest blood
"My dear, you're out of time."
The race you ran proved no avail
But, truly, not a crime
You really can't be late again
"You won't be running out of time."
Those bony hands that flick your wrist
You only missed it by a dime
They'll teach you punctuality
Because dear,
don't
take
your
time.
Kirsten Lovely
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