an original:.
the endless ticking of the clock
it never seems to fade
the trickle of sand flows ceasingly
time passes and i dont even tip my hat
a photo taken yesterday, a picture on the wall
i see the changes that he made...
without a reminder i wouldnt have noticed at all
you've been so far gone, or have i not noticed you?
it seems a lifetime has passed, but, your touch remains
the ball is rolling, but time never runs out
spinning around in this world i've made
it never seems to change, but is never the same
i see a blur of color in her lovely open shade
don't forget you love me
an original:.
her glowing sense of self shines through your darkened world
it lights up like the heavens,
glimmers like a thousands sunsets set across a sparkling wave
she sees your indecision, as your attention fades away
sincerity pure as the light of the moon,
a sense of longing you reveal
the beats quicken and send you shivers
through the heart that you have sealed
a warm light evades all perception
melting away the doubt you sell
the awe you feel when she cocks a brow
is enough to make you melt
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