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ZT May 2015
Time have stopped for her
Until he came
It was then when her time ticked again


Then little by little she started moving
and with those movements
little by little she started growing


the time spent with him
made it possible for her to again
little by little started living


Every moment with him made her
little by little started enjoying
It made her realize, that for him
little by little she started caring


More time passed, then she knew
little by little,.. no..
more and more she started loving

More and more she started knowing
about the person that made her life worth living

More and more of him she wanted having
So more and more of him she kept asking

She loved him and He loves her
So more and more of him he kept giving

But the cycle of asking and giving did not cease

So the more and more she kept having,
The more and more of him he kept losing

It was late when they realized,
little by little his time was ending


Little by little he lost his sight
More and more she saw his plight

Little by little he couldn't feel
More and more she prayed for him to heal

Little by little that he couldn't hear
More and more she whispered in his ear,
"I love you with everything I have, everything I am, and everything I'll ever be                       my dear"

Little by little he was suffering
More and more she kept hurting

Little by little that the time kept moving
More and more his end is nearing

And

Little by little he stopped breathing
More and more she knew it was coming

More and more his life was leaving
little by little he stopped moving

And when he met with his ending
His clock also stopped working.

Time had stopped for her, but he made it move.
Now time had stopped for him,
and there is nothing she can do...
Key Giovanni Mar 2015
It’s started when the first time you came

You let me fall into your game

Oh, fool that i am,

for falling too deep, and that is my shame

I keep calling out your name,

hoping that you’ll turn around and wipe my tear

But instead, you’re just standing there, drinking a can of beer,

pretending not to hear

And watch me drown in my own tears,

choking in fear

Alone, with nobody near

And that, is how I disappear

Are you happy now, my dear?
Leah Aug 2014
There was once 'attraction' in between my heart
; Not-a-day-goes-by phrase is overused in our fashion, yes?

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