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Monday, February 16, 2015

Time

Time.

The thorn in my side.
The apple of my eyes.
The heaven in my laugh.
The cynic in my why.

Time.

A felons nightmare.
A soldiers dream.
A nine-to-fivers curse.
A bank robbers scheme.

Time.

An illusion turned real.
An intrusion on will.
A solution to jail a
revolutions bold shrill.

Time.

A dying man’s wish.
A broken man’s hell.
A holy man’s grace.
A lucky man’s spell.

Time.

Ticking...Flying...
Ticking...Flying...
Away.

© Sulē Cerdan 2015

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