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K Nov 2013
Time is the only constant.
The rhythmic,
Passing
Of each second,
Never misses a beat.
The steady,
Gentle,
              Tick,
                            Tick,
                                          Tick,
                                                         of the clock,
Continuous in the background
As we move through the motions of life.
Moment when seconds pass like hours
Moments when years pass like seconds.
Yet,
Time has not quickened nor slowed its pace,
For,
Time is constant.
K Nov 2013
In solitude,
The illusion fades.
A haunting symphony
Fills the silence with sorrow.

Cloaked in darkness,
He comes.
Pale hands emerge from the shadows,
Caressing the shattered pieces of my existence.

Calm,
Soothing,
He whispers.
Soft breath lingers on my skin.

Sweet murmurs
Embrace me with promises.
To stop the hurt,
To stop the tears,

*To set me free.

— The End —