so fast, "one day" morphs
todays and tomorrows pass
there's no time like now
How does it work?
Uhhuh!
More stories from rhe and writers in Poets and other communities.
I was born a restless soul in motion running out each clock I find racing inside of my own mind if I don't stop, I'll never have
By rhe3 years ago in Poets
I would die for you But what would that avail me? May I live for you? A thief in the night You bypassed all my safeguards
By Andrew C McDonald4 days ago in Poets
I sit here in this quiet room, watching the dust dance in the light. I watch you pack your winter coats, preparing for your sudden flight.
By Jesse6 days ago in Poets
“And they claim that it's music." — Sampled in Public Enemy’s “Contract on the World Love Jam” Gene Simmons cannot seem to hold his tongue. Just weeks after being named a recipient of the Kennedy Center Honors, an award he did not deserve, the bassist from KISS made headlines again, showing how rock stars sometimes age into caricatures. Ironically, the aging rock legend was complaining about rap artists being inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame.
By Carl J. Petersen6 days ago in Beat
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