Time Is running out
Time goes and the words trapped In my mouth
Fore sadness and happiness are forever closed In my heart
Strange days
And time Is running out
When my eyes meet yours
Closed and trapped forever
Living Is a horror show
Like battlefields of two lost hearts
Strange years
And time Is running out
Poetry by Mr painter
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Written on 2007-09-12 at 11:03
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