As time ticks by
The hours seem to crawl.
Never quite moving fast enough
Walking in the desert of wasted time
The rocks even are tired of waiting
The fossils are waiting for their time to rest
The tumble weeds inches by per hour,
Awaiting the winds speed,
Yet the wind never seems to blow
The silent stillness fills the heart,
Or those who feel the betrayal.
They sit there wishing and praying,
For a release, or maybe a drop of relief.
But the river and winds are in the sky,
Above the…
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Posted on March 5, 2009 at 3:41pm —
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