Sunday, March 13, 2011

Murdering Time

Words to spell...



But... I can't remember how to speak.


Time has stolen my voice...


Here I am with an answer I can only swallow...


Because time has made me forget.


I slowly race to the door...


Only to find its' locked.


In silence I cry because there is no way out.


Here I am.


Do you even take notice?


I'm lost...


And yet... I know my surroundings.


Time needs to be murdered.


So I wait.

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