Buzzer

Yeah, so…run ‘em up & fill ‘em in.
Everyday there’s that scoreboard within. 
 
Time chipped off from the time of our lives.
Counting along twixt our nines & fives.

Intent to beat yesterday today.
Resenting sidetracks along the way.

Thou shalt be waylaid most of the time.
Interference there in rhythm’s prime.

Go with the flow & keep score if you must.
The slower we go; the quicker we rust.

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lbstowe

I see the world through a Painter’s eyes and process it with a Poet's Heart....it's quite a harsh place for the soul. It scratches and wears your true self down, at times, but the Beauty is Addictive. I feel for everyone I encounter. Everyone I encounter is a teacher if I'll let them be. I Empathize with everyone I talk to & I Think about Everything-LEVi

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