TimeA Poem by TaurusKay
Stuck in it
On him Shaking it Not an option Time is my enemy Remembrance Of moments Blissful seconds Specs of peace Voice calm Eyes hurt Bright Words captivate Grasp Encased Gaze engulfed Faking it The absence Feeling Not an option Time is My weakness My enemy © 2014 TaurusKay |
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Added on May 30, 2014 Last Updated on May 30, 2014 Author |
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