Lost Bearing
Lost Bearing
Posted on 01/06/13, 10:55 pm
The nagging mind a place with no rest, sit and stare at the endless sinking of happiness; just on the other side of the hourglass. As sand slips past the ever tightening clutch of fingers. Despair, falling; always falling, buried under each grain. Reach, hold tight as the sand of time washes over the narrow passage. Departing, trickling from the upper part to the lower... Doughtily emptied from the chamber.
Posted on 01/06/13, 10:55 pm
The nagging mind a place with no rest, sit and stare at the endless sinking of happiness; just on the other side of the hourglass. As sand slips past the ever tightening clutch of fingers. Despair, falling; always falling, buried under each grain. Reach, hold tight as the sand of time washes over the narrow passage. Departing, trickling from the upper part to the lower... Doughtily emptied from the chamber.
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