remember the day that you found
second hand turns around?
marking time, but the years kept on marching
then it all tumbled down.
when you search back to the start,
there was no bigger fear than of falling.
such a delicate art -
all those words that you lost went unspoken.
as you held back the dark,
and she held out the chance,
the weight of days was just too many heartbreaks
to carry back to the start.
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