sailing threw time

December 2, 2009
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Time ticks by
As the lonely strive by.
Searching for the high
That they so dangerously thrive.
Like corpse in the sky.
Fly with the dead.
But walking with the living.
Stabbing at the enemy.
But laughing with their friends.
Stringing threw loops
That only tangle into hoops.
Dancing and sing with velvet
As time ticks by.

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