so much to do
so little time
Disillusioned By Time
Disillusioned by time, I try
Fiddling, scribbling, doodling.
Needing, pleading, wishing
The sun would rise one more time.
It can’t be the end of the week
I refuse to believe I’ve let it slip
Through my fingers.
To fold, to write, to listen
I need another day.
For all that I missed in seven days
I need the eighth.
Poetry by Inspired
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Written on 2007-09-12 at 21:32
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