It happens in a flash
No time to recast the memory in the moment
Thoughts moving fast
Must capture it to last
To stop, to stare
It's without care
Hiding in the shadows
For none to see on how it can be
Nothing making sense
Not even for an instance...
Jul 27, 2015
Jul 27, 2015 at 3:50 AM UTC
It happens in a flash
No time to recast the memory in the moment
Thoughts moving fast
Must capture it to last
To stop, to stare
It's without care
Hiding in the shadows
For none to see on how it can be
Nothing making sense
Not even for an instance...
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