Always There

by Jenn   Jun 8, 2006


The world stands still
And the wind holds its breath
As I take in a fresh gulp of air
Savoring this new taste on my tongue
A dampness lurks in the near
Chewing on the next five seconds of my time
Is this Satan or just Fate?
This irreparable creature that turns
Gold to grey.

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