:: Vicious Rumours ::

:: Thursday, June 26, 2003 ::

The world buzzes by
past my eyes and I watch it go
wondering
where everyone is in such a hurry to get to
moving slowly through a crowd
feeling the sunlight warm my hair
I smile and am reminded
of the slight fracture in our reality
that seperates friends
from
strangers
I don't know you now
I could know you tomorrow
we slide through life
a disparate image of each other
mingling
touching
never stopping to take the time

maybe if we took the time
less of us would cry at night
fewer of us would swallow pills to make us
happy
some of us would live to see our thirties

maybe if you stopped when I smile
the world would look less

alone
:: Serena Woodward 6/26/2003 08:46:00 PM [+] ::
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