Time Paranoia?A Poem by I Am SvetlanaThe hands move on the clock. Thoughts converge as minutes tick, tick, tick. It is time. The minutes, seconds, hours. My eyes notice, follow. Our life. They don’t stop. I click my pen as time passes. Is this paranoia? © 2011 I Am Svetlana |
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Added on June 4, 2011 Last Updated on June 4, 2011 AuthorI Am SvetlanaMadison, WIAbout"If you cannot write well; you cannot think well; if you cannot think well, other's will do your thinking for you." -Oscar Wilde Hello all, my name is Emily Svetlana! I am 30 years old and wo.. more.. |

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