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small talk and voices abound as swarms of somebodies walk past. i tune them out, allow the words to dissolve to nothing but murmurs. time passes slowly sitting in a cold, hard chair, tapping my toes and sketching stars, writing and rewriting the grace that I need and stenciling it on my skin. time passes slowly sorting through files and answering calls and smiling at strangers with obvious intentions, but their surface-level adoration only makes me laugh. because you love what matters. time passes slowly my feet hit the pavement in steady rhythm, drops fall down my neck, and the effort required only strains my muscles, my mind left free to roam. time passes slowly and then, i see your face,    hear you laugh,       touch your skin,           breathe you in,               curse the time, and all too suddenly, say goodnight. and as i walk away, again, time passes slowly.
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Mar 9, 2011
Mar 9, 2011 at 9:59 PM UTC
Rebellion at 1:07
small talk and voices abound as swarms of somebodies walk past. i tune them out, allow the words to dissolve to nothing but murmurs. time passes slowly sitting in a cold, hard chair, tapping my toes and sketching stars, writing and rewriting the grace that I need and stenciling it on my skin. time passes slowly sorting through files and answering calls and smiling at strangers with obvious intentions, but their surface-level adoration only makes me laugh. because you love what matters. time passes slowly my feet hit the pavement in steady rhythm, drops fall down my neck, and the effort required only strains my muscles, my mind left free to roam. time passes slowly and then, i see your face,    hear you laugh,       touch your skin,           breathe you in,               curse the time, and all too suddenly, say goodnight. and as i walk away, again, time passes slowly.
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mythousandwords
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Mar 9, 2011
Mar 9, 2011 at 9:59 PM UTC
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