End of chapter.
Sorry the sun has set,
The sound of the waves are more distant.
I’ve become as cold as winter.
Too cold to listen.
My eyes are shut,
They refuse to look in your direction.
You say you love myself and us,
But I don’t want your affection.
I’m tired and I’ve tried but I’m tired of the pain.
I’m hungry and lost and you’ve left a bitter taste.
Broken pieces of clockwork murmur salvation lies ahead.
Once the clock starts spinning, I’ll never see you again.
(2014)
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