terça-feira, 11 de março de 2008

Tempo

When did you leave? I didn't notice the time go by. What is "time"? Time doesn't exist. Time is vague, static in is form. Maybe you are the time. Maybe your look is the time. The one that stops my breath. The look that stops time. Did you ever leave? I would swear that time didn't go by.

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