January 9, 2008
By Gia Rush, Melbourne, FL

There are those seconds,
where the world revolves around us,
and i swear time stops.
The feelings of willing to die,
for seconds wasting time,
and memories wasting space.
I'd kill for the pulse of your innocence,
yet i get nothing.
And the feeliong of our racing hearts,
and our worried thourhgts.
Of you thinking it will never last,
Of me thinking it will never be.
The seconds wasting time,
and time stops.
You are the caretaker of all my hopes and dreams.
Yet I keep no dreams inside my empty heart,
and my not so empty brain.
For my thoughts are growing,
they get worse day by day.
What is the solution to my problems,
What is the conclusion to this all..

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