Time—
A concept I've become blind to...
without any attention left to pay out,
I simply wait for the clock to run out‐
What can be done?...
when the damage has already been so‐
Time—
Alone, can't heal everything...
but Hope, Peace, and Desire all
have turned their faces away from me‐
What am I to say?
I believe I've been patient enough through these trials, of...
Time—
A concept I've come to somewhat dislike...
without any to waste,
still, I do so, desperately trying to escape‐
What's to come next?...
I ask as I stand a single small step away from giving up...
Time—
Alone, can't heal everything...
and for me, might not heal anything‐
perhaps it is just too late for me...
What am I to do now, or then, or ever?...
if, anything at all–
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