A Paradox of Sorts
A String in Time Never Looked so Fine
Sunday, March 22, 2009
Where
Shredded time and unexpected disrespect
Slippery demise and I already forget
With every second as it takes its first steps
I wake up in this foggy regret
Never can one sole moment I experience
The sound at its best
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