The Slow Drip Of Time

By: DrippingTime


I could just look at her

While time slowly drips

My thin smile never wavering

Even while our hearts eclipse


I am held against my will

In the slow drip of time

I wanted her to have the world

I couldnt give what isnt mine


I want to feel

Dont you want to feel?

I want to be real

Dont you want to be real?


I stand among the weary

The almost out of time

I stand above the victims

Who are fortunate to find

That time has slowed


To a drip.

SLOWDRIP
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