Sunday, May 10, 2009

Sensitivity

I'm caught at the crossroads
looking ahead, looking back
roads lead in all different directions
I still can't find what I lack

I'm staring into the night sky
wishing on shootings stars
hoping you can hear my thoughts
admiring the lack of speeding cars

Time is instant, here.
It is frozen, yet still goes on
the ultimate paradox
hold me tight until the dawn.

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