15 August 2012
Clutching time in her hand... This pain she could no longer stand. Crushing years away in her palm. If only he hadn't caused her harm. The screen of her watch cracked Time against her, she counted the stack. The cogs bent at her will Enough to make time stand still. Forever stuck in the angry feeling... She could tell she was still reeling. But now she could never recover, She knew her sanity would suffer.
©Odd
Bent Time • Opuss № I