Time

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Wait

She sits on the edge of tomorrow

Feet dangling over the brink of eternity

Nodding her head along with the pulsing melody of obscurity

Her heart beating to the rhythm of illusions

Awaiting the day when she can speak the truth

With unclouded eyes and a steady voice

Once again

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⏰ Last updated: May 08, 2014 ⏰

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