I Am
I am
every dark thought
passing through your mind
I am
every minute's waste
on a broken watch's clock
I am
every pin prick
every sting or throb of pain
I am
the shadows of your heart
you sought to hide
I am
the past and the present
time's mistake
Copyright © Victoria Mcintyre | Year Posted 2011
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