Sometimes the world seems to be spinning slower.
You are waiting
Holding your breath.
Watching as time goes by...
Then suddenly something happens...
Something that makes your world faster.
You are suddenly flying.
Soaring
Nothing can touch you.
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Sometimes
(If you noticed, this poem is also used as my description on my profile, I hope you like it!)
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