Time

by J L H   Aug 30, 2007


The time it comes most every day
I know its here when she goes away
Clock ticking, the time where did it go
So fast these days to catch, to slow

Sleep it becomes my only friend
Cant sleep, cant dream, time wont you bend
To buy a few minutes more no amount is too high
Time slows for pain, but time still flies by.

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