A Month

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It's been a month now,
And I don't know how,
I'm still alive.

The clock spun too fast,
And I don't know how long it'll last,
But I hope I'll be alright.

The water rose and sunk everyday,
Hoping it'll wash the pain away,
But it didn't.

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