Rapture of Time 7-29

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2006

A lonesome dark feeling

In the depths of my chest

Yearning only to sit in your presence

Soft memories of your being dance

Like falling leaves though my mind

Searching for a moment

Forever lost in time



Words bubble within me

The magma of this everliving rock

Explosions waiting for the perfect opportunity

Never silencing their commotion

Ceasing to be held captive

Moments from eruption

Phrases and ideas spewed into this dry heat

Forever lost in time



An eer circling eclipse

Moments and their being

Engulfed by the rapture of time

The ever changing

Losing and perplexing every thought

Revolutionizing meaning

Until every perfect second seems

Forever lost in time

Author's Notes/Comments: 

The thoughts of false memories burn through the minds of many. These seconds that have never existed, but still they affect how we act every single day.

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