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Time For The Taking: The Aching Pain Of Guilt
Stuck inside the confines of my mind
I'm keeping a close eye on the sands of time
The aching pain of guilt as grains tumble down; my brain makes mountains out of the sand's mounds
Tapping the glass with each minute wasted -- cracks are forming; life is mine for the taking
I'm keeping a close eye on the sands of time
The aching pain of guilt as grains tumble down; my brain makes mountains out of the sand's mounds
Tapping the glass with each minute wasted -- cracks are forming; life is mine for the taking
Published 1st May 2020
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Just another poem about time.
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