It’s all a matter of time.
this whole time,
was a matter of time.
one after another,
then the next
Look at all the different kinds,
pretty in their way.
It’s almost interesting.
until it’s all the same
It’s all the same.
It’s all the same.
monotony takes hold
Hold it tightly.
it punctures through
My Beautiful Brain
as the sand falls listless
I stand and wonder,
what am I losing?
Nothing important I hope
just my time, apparently endless
Jun 30, 2010
Jun 30, 2010 at 7:03 PM UTC
It’s all a matter of time.
this whole time,
was a matter of time.
one after another,
then the next
Look at all the different kinds,
pretty in their way.
It’s almost interesting.
until it’s all the same
It’s all the same.
It’s all the same.
monotony takes hold
Hold it tightly.
it punctures through
My Beautiful Brain
as the sand falls listless
I stand and wonder,
what am I losing?
Nothing important I hope
just my time, apparently endless
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