Minutes. . . . ..
Minutes are melting,
melting by the hour,
hours are shrinking,
shrinking by the day,
my dreams keep me thinking,
thinking bout the power,
as the stars keep on blinking,
having nothing to say. . . .
Copyright © Jennifer Jeyashri Anthony Alex | Year Posted 2006
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