Dec 2014
When I look at you and realize
somewhere in the clockwork of my heart
I still lose a second for you.
somewhere in the clockwork of my heart
I still lose a second for you.
Three and counting.
It's on its way to become a very bad habit. But I guess that is what makes me the poet I am.
It's on its way to become a very bad habit. But I guess that is what makes me the poet I am.
(Sheffield, England)
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