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by Lenny May 24, 2007 category : Life, society / other
Oh cruel time You string the heart With threads of promise Technicolour promise You Steal so much And Give so little So little time You leave for life For life, for love For nothings Those nothings Sweet nothings Blessed sittings down And ponderous thought Nothings Oh no You tick away And eat Like acid Oh cruel time.