On the time
Frozen by the Maker of my life
Trapped in the stillness
Of Eternal paradise
Dead
Hoping it would self-revive
It has been said
A watched pot never boils
But time is one bad boy
Who toys
With graceful coy
The limits of my patience
Til my blood boils
This is not kind
To my mind
In coping with life
Stuck in time
Waiting for a line
That never dies.
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