Faces Of Time
By sidewinder
Shadows dancing, Fading into the night like memories haunted by the past, Harkened by a voice, Traces of images touched by visions varied into the moment, For the faces of time changes in a heartbeat, Caged by fear, And as you reach out to face the very thing that haunts those sleepless nights, Somehow it disappears, Never to be remembered, And it catches you by surprise, Still... you wonder why? May 11, 1996 Written February 4th, 2002 © on Feb 04 2002 07:16 AM PST, Billy E. Whitehorn 18 • angst
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