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Killing time.

Contributed by ham323 on Wednesday, 23rd May 2007 @ 08:30:46 AM in AEST
Topic: fantasy

A minute becomes and hour and an hour becomes a day.
In this classroom I sit and my mind has gone astray.
Counting every second that passes as if it may fool me.
These plain white walls are made for boring scenery.
If only I had a broader imagination to take me away from here.
Place me with you, breathing in the smell of you so near.
We would be our own law of life, lust, and love.
Resting on clouds that will take us to heaven and above.
These desks and walls will all fade away.
All that will be left is me and you in an unending day.
We could enjoy eachothers dorky smiles and laughter.
The hours would pass by faster and faster.
Like they say, time flies by when you're having fun.
Our hearts match like perfect perfection.
I hear an abrupt ringing sounding off in my ear.
Blinking back to reality, it is the bell that I hear.
Class is over and my paper lays blank on the desk.
Damn, I wish I'd had more time to finish this test.

Copyright © ham323 ... [ 2007-05-23 08:30:46]
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Re: Killing time. (User Rating: 1 )
by Lele on Wednesday, 23rd May 2007 @ 11:07:24 AM AEST
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As Machado Assis, one of most important brazilian writers, said: we kill the time, but the time mourns (grieves) us.
Gut poem.

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