573 Hours

by Zachariah Jones   Jun 9, 2005


It seems like forever
The days have come and gone
The hours have passed
The days eternally lat
Up until this day
It seems like I have to pay
To have a life in the past
To run away from it all
Quite fast and unforgiving
Fire seems to consume all
The lights at night resume
Revealing all that’s inside
Pain and anger, nothing more
Nothing more to take from me
Nothing more to give to the world
Nothing more to give the thrill
The only thing I feel is a chill
573 hours left today

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