Time capture

by SYLA   May 30, 2009


When my heart turns to stone,
into ice it'll be cold.
The day that I will lay down everything before you,
with open arms but a closed mind.
I will not sacrifice the challenges that are for me,
not today, not tomorrow.
I settle here to remember the time that ticked in my hands,
now it's hung here out of my reach.
But your promise still lingers in my ears.
For you are the one that I long for,
you are the one that I need.

--Syla

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