by Willow3939Greer, South Carolina, USA
Apr 2015 406 Views 1 comments
Tempus Fugit
Time unravels quickly around me.
Sand sifting through grasping fingers.
I reach for a moment, but it slips away.
How did I get here?
Sand sifting through grasping fingers.
I reach for a moment, but it slips away.
How did I get here?
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Posted: Apr 2015
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