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Time Tics On

Time Tics On

I watch the clock on the wall as the paint peels and falls
As the words I hear crumble the pieces of the wall
BUT yet the clock remains time ticks on ever the same
Once the dust settles there I stand
Once again vulnerable to the words of a man
And yet the clock remains as time tics on ever the same
When the words are gone and the hurt sets in the wall will be built again
And the clock remains as time tics on ever the same

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Charu Shawd

Beauty this one πŸ’•
time does not stop for anyone, so true.
all sores heal with time as we prepare for the next battle.

peace n love πŸ’•Β 

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