Clocks

by DorianGray
originally published at 06:41PM on Sunday, September 30, 2007

He’s dying.

Talking tonight of all the things he’s never done, the places he’ll never see.

I don’t think like that you know,
not in minutes and hours.

So young I’m still immortal.

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Comments

  • from Alexa ♥:

    This piece makes some nice points, but it’s a little short and somewhat trite.

  • from DorianGray:

    It was written when we found out my friend was going to die of a Brain tumor. I found out the day before my 21st birthday. It was just…very sobering.