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Time, Time

Poem by: elegantbleeding

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The product of writing under pressure.

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Submitted: March 16, 2007

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Submitted: March 16, 2007

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  Dropped my mirror on the cracked pavement,
Can you tell me if my mind is lost?
Did it pour out of my ears?
Time, time...
I'm short on time.
Time, time...
I have lost my mind.

Waiting for the bus that takes me to heaven,
Can you tell me if I'm running late?
Did it leave without me?
Time, time...
I'm short on time.
Time, time...
No rhythm, no rhyme.

Take a little trip to the lost and found,
Can you tell me if you found what's missing?
I don't know what's missing.
Something...
Something's missing...
Time, time...
I've ran out of time.
Time, time...
No rhythm, no rhyme.


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The product of writing under pressure.

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