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Time
October 21, 2008
Time
A thing so
strange and
mysterious
nobody knows
how it works
what
forever
really means and
why
no one here on earth
can control it
at all.
Time is
water
slowly dripping
from a
leaking faucet
Time is
water
sweeping everything
in its path
away
rushing down
the side of a
mountain.
Time is
water
cupped
in my hands
and
no matter
how hard I try
to keep it in
it's still
slipping
out the cracks
that are invisible
to me.
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This article has 4 comments.
messie.egghead SILVER said...
on Apr. 4 2010 at 11:01 pm
i like this a whole bunch.
i like how you space the words.
it gives it a real cool feel.
purplemusician SILVER said...
on Sep. 15 2009 at 7:14 pm
thanks for commenting on my poetry
i can relate to this to i love it its very real
i can relate to this to i love it its very real
TheUnknownGuest GOLD said...
on Sep. 3 2009 at 3:36 pm
Thank you for your comment! I like this poem.... Great job! I'm going to read the rest of yours when I'm less bussy :)
Feel free to give me more advice on my stories/ poems. I could really use it!!
Feel free to give me more advice on my stories/ poems. I could really use it!!
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