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Tick tock around it goes, the clock shall soon strike twelve and the one I knew for oh so long will be but a passing dream. His face will change, his body too but not his mind or soul. He’ll fight to stay, but burns so bright that in the end he’ll have to go. This is not the first time, and will not be the last, but new memories will form and my time with him shall soon be ancient past. We fought, we lived, we learned, we loved, we walked among the stars, but in the end one life can never be enough for the man who lives a life so different from ours. He’ll soon move on, and start anew he’ll leave us all behind. Searching every face, day in, day out we put trust in all his lies, and wait forever for someone who’ll never come back. Tick tock around it goes, the clock shall soon strike twelve, and once again he is no more, replaced by someone new.
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Mar 17, 2020
Mar 17, 2020 at 5:53 PM UTC
Around it Goes
Tick tock around it goes, the clock shall soon strike twelve and the one I knew for oh so long will be but a passing dream. His face will change, his body too but not his mind or soul. He’ll fight to stay, but burns so bright that in the end he’ll have to go. This is not the first time, and will not be the last, but new memories will form and my time with him shall soon be ancient past. We fought, we lived, we learned, we loved, we walked among the stars, but in the end one life can never be enough for the man who lives a life so different from ours. He’ll soon move on, and start anew he’ll leave us all behind. Searching every face, day in, day out we put trust in all his lies, and wait forever for someone who’ll never come back. Tick tock around it goes, the clock shall soon strike twelve, and once again he is no more, replaced by someone new.
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Mar 17, 2020
Mar 17, 2020 at 5:53 PM UTC
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