Secondhand whispers
Softly, rhythmically droning
Fleeting in countdown
Too busy–we wish them gone
That is until the drone stops
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Tag Archives: wasting time
The Blink of an Eye
The blink of an eye
Ones life in the scheme of things
Its here and then gone
Wasted due to our own fears
Until we end in regret
This should never be
We were all born to create
Everything we dream
The only shame–not living
Just because we are afraid
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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