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Jun 2018
There is this subtle pushing a slight twinge
A shallow tapping underneath the surface of my skin
a slow nudging now and then
It's uncomfortable this knowing and not knowing
I'm stuck ****** and **** out of luck
Tick-tock tick tock the ******* hands on the stupid clock have completely stopped
This is what becomes of this girl
In the same time zone not able to grow grow grow
The cracks start to show up on her worn thin walls
The drips start leaking and the water starts to fall
Noel Billiter
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