Slipping and sliding
How should I know
that time always has and always will fly
seeking the eternal sanctuary
ripping my web of memories apart
I can not unravel
only slipping and sliding
causing me to lose touch with reality
so what can I say?
But when the time comes
the time when I have to go
what can I say, except
It was fun to be here
for a short moment of eternity
and maybe if eternity wants to
I shall meet you again
Poetry by Aurora Borealis
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Written on 2008-12-26 at 16:52
Tags Time  Memories  Eternal 
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