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Dec 2018
I'm in between the festive year of new
and tied by thought within the others past;
reflecting that of love with broken rue
for pain against the clock has still out-last.

The ticks along the road to heal divert
and beat of lover's strain as tho it were,
the face of time has waned and tears exert;
from in those ripple drops I've lived a-blur.

But still hearts cling to passing seconds by
as tho' each tick were latched abound with hope
Ah! Let the new year bring new love to try
and then from out the pain will time elope?

I've done my time within the hearted hurt
now nineteen bring me love! Leave grief inert.
Written by
Mark  37/M/Australia
(37/M/Australia)   
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