You can learn things from a heart so bleedingWhen love bargains with deceitful pleading Hours soar from dawn to dawn splitting your time Don’t hear melody from a soundless chime

I NEVER SAY I LACK TIME,I KNOW MY PRIORITY PRIME,I BELIEVE KILLING TIME IS CRIME,I WORK EVEN THEY DO CHIME,I HAVE PEOPLE WHO READ MY MIME

All around him the branches of the trees had frozen solid, reaching out white fingers of glass that looked as if they would shatter in any breeze, or chime like musical bells. The world looked strangely magical.