Who cares

by david   Dec 4, 2006


The deafening silence that is only disturbed by the sound of a ticking clock.
There's a glance hardly perceptive to a distant time.
A dream no more that is visibly shattered.
A life that is lived as though no one or nothing mattered.

Emotions now lost forever fill the eternal void.
All ambition totally devastatingly destroyed.

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