Black Poetry : Lost Time

everytime...

as i wonder along the fringes of

anytime

when trying to distinquish the right
of now
when all is lost
so, i sit under a sky
deep blue in its hue
after the rain did stop

i dropped

when i saw the end of a rainbow's
glow
no...
there was no pot of gold
only treasures built up
in my heart and soul 'cause

anytime

is fine
when you're trying to be kind
but time
doesn't permit you to complete
the task at hand
when you're looking behind

stop looking behind

everytime

yes,
it's fine
when you think you've lost everything
then find the rainbow's glow

yeal,

i know.

EVERYTIME.
 
TO MUCH LOST TIME

IS DEFINED IN MY MIND ON THE SILENT NIGHT
OF NO SUBSPENDED WISHIES AND I SEE IT AT
THE FIRST LIGHT
YEAP!
THE LIGHT OF TIME
IS WITHIN ME
THE SOUL IS CAPTURED
I AGREE WIT BALLER......
 

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