Empty HoursA Poem by ImperfectionPost break-up, time has stopped in its tracks.Since we parted ways, Everyday seems longer than Twenty-four hours.
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12 Reviews Added on February 13, 2008 AuthorImperfectionIndiaAboutWriting is easy. You only need to stare at a piece of blank paper until your forehead bleeds - Douglas Adams. I am a woman in my 20's. I love writing...sometimes it doesn't.. more..Writing
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