hold up the sky

the butterflies need their spring...

Monday, March 06, 2006

unsure pictures

I'm no longer sure about what I'm seeing.

Well, ok, sometimes I'm clear, most times I know what I'm suppose to be seeing, feeling, knowing. But not all the time. And there are somethings I can't have questions about. There are just some things that I need to know for sure, to feel it right in my bones, to believe in my soul its right there where it should be.

The hourglass as already been turned, the sand is falling...

Running out of time.
Running out of patience.
Running away if I have to.
Even if I don't want to.

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