days pass by.
weeks in the blink of an eye.
months in one short hurried breath,
and years in the time it takes to say you're sorry.
an analytic life
put on pause ≠
she is consumed with memories
and tempted with the uncertainty of the future.
if only she was partial to fruit.
-instead, its the thought of today
that makes her smirk
Saturday, December 11, 2010
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