Thursday, March 13, 2014


A master of its destiny.
A mind of its own.
The reason why my
heartbeats like a gallon
of nitro was just pumped
into it. Like my eyes haven’t
been pacing for the last hour
just hoping it trips over these
dreams of mine. But nothing is
as unstoppable as time.
So maybe instead of ensnaring it,
we should try to learn from it like
the master that it is and hope,
yes hope, it teaches us the secrets
to living a life that never ages.


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