I am clock winding away
tick tock
tick tock
secret world under all that noise
whirs and twirls like
the world at night
I am a friend
long since forgotten
the one whose
name you've already forgotten
can you remember me?
I'm the one in the
back of you memory
trying
to
fly
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your poetry is so lovely you are so inspirational, if you ever had a book of poetry published i would pay good money for it :)
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