Sunday, September 9, 2007


Suddently my hand begins to write
as words aproach at the speed of light
The rotation of life inspires the act,
while time advances, there's no turning back
Some might say this words i do not feel,
but inside my brain their pure and real
So what's all this about?
Are your certains clear, or has the sun just dropped out?

Where's the future i traced on my past?
Shall i run slower or walk fast?
10 lines, and no conclusion found
but i still get to balance in the sound.
I hope you understand the true me
most if it all is what my eyes see
who do you wanna be when it hits the line?
Another one easy to define?

You're just a dot
in a giant, complex created plot
For you, for me
for everyone to see...

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