Dont slip

by Hanna   Jul 25, 2007


While i sit here, it passes me by

tick after tock, it listens to my lies

lie after lie, it still listens,

while slowly taking a toll,

on the ones that glisten

time is the thing the thing that kills all

no matter how short how fat or how tall

so choose your paths wisely

dont ever slip

because more will be on the line

than just a tiny fib.

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