She snached it
but it trickled through her fingers slowly like melting ice
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refusing to be captured
refusing to stand still
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she chased another one
trying to catch some she ran and ran
snatching and grabbing and clutching any in her reach
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but each melted away like the one before
she just needed a little more of it
why couldn't it just stay still
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why did it have to run away
she never had enough nobody did
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she was running out fast
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all she had passed to quickly to be enjoyed
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it was gone before she knew what she had
all of hers had wasted away unused
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she wanted it back
she needed it back
just a little more
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just a tad, a year, a month, a week, a day, an hour, a minute, a second
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why had she never realized she had been wasting it
how did she forget that everybody ran out
how did she forget
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why didn't she use what she had
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how did she forget
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time runs out
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PoetryA book of poems though of in the night and quotes that are fun or are just to true