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Time spill
faith

She chugs glasses of water one by one
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like vodka shots.
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Coughed up out the dirty windowsill
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listening to time,
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dripping out the glass.
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Just like drums beaten down overtime,
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beasts are those beats;
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the ones she hears.
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The rhythms that drip out,
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slowly like wine;
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The rhythms of time.
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29 Sep 09

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Comments:

interesting, some nice imagery, a little ambiguous though (or maybe I'm just a retard).
 — joelala

The only reason for time is so that everything doesn't happen at once...Albert Einstien         &nb sp;         can I pull a leg once in awhile... j.g. smiles
 — goeszon

liked it
 — markfelician

i like it :)
 — SammzBernii

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