Happiness In Slavery
Tuesday, November 8, 2011
Something they call Time
Something they call Time
Departure;
A melancholy, cumbersome deal.
I look around,
I feel your closeness,
I will never leave it.
Return is eminent, love foretells it.
Time now ticks for me.
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