The old clock made me remember something...
Something time has ran into.
Something timing never granted
Something the timer had perished.
To see it, is a challenge of my weakness.
To hear it ticking, is a disadvantage to my strength.
But, that's it... The time, timing and the timer never gave me a chance.
I wanted to feel how to love for a very long time.
But the time failed.
I wanted to love in a right timing.
But the timing failed.
I wanted the timer to give me a long lasting love.
But the timer failed.
Seeing clocks, drains my heart, strucks my mind and makes me think that I lost you because time always fails.
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Donna & Kim
PoetrySeven life-changing poems, that will bring you to the bad sides of love that only few people could see. A collection of metaphorical and wild imagination... (Will have a Part 2) ✨✨
