Time trickles slowly...
Time trickles slowly
when the day is wild
so dark and forever
with drips falling thin...
Time angles backwards
when the day is sad
so still and forever
with nothing to win...
Time thuds on harshly
when the day is cruel
so hard and forever
with pain cutting deep...
Time crashes firmly
when the day is gone
so black and forever
with never ending sleep...
Joy Weare,
30th July, 2010.
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