Monday, 26 January 2009


I, with eyes
Glistening with tears
Of fear,
Listen to laughter
After the pain.
The mocking of the clock
Ticks away the seconds;
Deriding and dividing
My chances of survival.
Distantly I discern
Echoes of tomorrows
I will never know;
I cannot borrow
Against that time,
Or sell my soul short
For even one more day.

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