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Time
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Created on 4-16-07
Time moves on, leaving us behind sometimes,
Not yet ready to change we desperately cling to the moment,
Only to find it fell through our fingers like sand.
And yet when we are hurtling forward at such an alarming pace
Through the passage of an instant, we hardly ever notice it.
Please Login to post comments| On May 9th 2007 cjaskot Said : | |
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i love the fonting on this.. gives it more meaning =) |
| On May 4th 2007 stabyio Said : | |
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Wow nice work john,i know what you mean by time being like that. The only thing worse is when time drags on, mainly at work lol. |
| On April 23rd 2007 ausjo Said : | |
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Interesting use of fonts. |
| On April 17th 2007 SoulRevival18 Said : | |
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this was fantastic!!! i LOVE the different fonts that give certain words a lot of emphasis. and You are so right, time just flies... even though i wish it wouldn't. |
| On April 17th 2007 cloudybird Said : | |
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I really like it. I really like how you added another layer to the whole theme of time by changing the tense at "fell." |
| On April 17th 2007 knowlyfe Said : | |
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..wow. thought provoking. hum, enjoyed it. =D |
