"Death, Bring Back The Time You Have Stolen"
Minutes are falling from the clock
Numbers and letters shed by the calendar
The walls are cracked, dust settled
I am hiding in the spaces left
Shuddering in the shadows of memories
Eyes wide and a shattered mind
Make me whole again
You make me whole again
Tangled and hanging in my web
My loving hands wove my noose
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