time reigns over the days' remains.
it'll bring the horizon to its knees,
in the short seconds of its life.
just taking up time to shoot the breeze.
celebrations for endings left to the living.
kings whose crowns are cold in the ground.
and hearts that once loved in its purest form,
have strayed to perversion from which they were bound.
Monday, March 3, 2008
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