keeping time
Time is only an abstract matterthoughts timelessly lost but never fading,
only perpetuating.
My heart beating in rhythm with days that pass,
frailly awaiting a shortness of breathe
to say goodbye to words unspoken but still felt
deep within the dungeon
of my ticking heart
holding them in its arms.
Poetry by Victoria Lucas
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Written on 2007-12-27 at 04:03
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