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Hard Time

Hard time never seems to end
It weighs upon you, pressing in.
It's opressive and suffocating
No thoughts or dreams placating.
Reality sinking in.

You know the release date
And you know you won't be late
But it's not coming soon
Not soon enough one moon
And there's nothing but wait

A week in the hole now
Thirty minutes shave and shower
Then back, back to isolation
Must think, mindful creation.
Will it give me power?

This time will end, too
As all time must do.
My thoughts aren't reserved
There's no hard time I've served
Like time now waiting for you.
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Posted: Aug 2010

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andrew149
Well put Gardenhackle....Thankyou.....Andrew...cool
trurorobonline today!
great illustration of solitude!
Rob
agoodguy2have
funny how the judge is us....
Happygolucky4uonline today!
Time is the one thing one can not hold onto. It is forever in movement. That is why time is so precious. Love the way you writeteddybear
opentuit
Depressing... but I like it!laugh
tinypixie
I know exactly what you mean gh.....sigh......well expressed teddybear
Redex
Loved reading this, your mindful of creation, has certainly given this poem powerteddybear
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