Hanging on for dear life,
It almost seems like we never move.
Each blade of grass still remains still,
Every droplet of dew stands immobile.

The sounds of your moans and breathing
make it seem like we're moving at the speed of light.
My breath still has yet to change.
My world has not begun to spin.

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Hold on to my hands
Grip them tightly
And never look back

Have you been to
The other side?
Knowing only what lies

Behind. The Muses sing
and the Sirens cry to
Beckon you to the fate

Hell bent in all of us.
Constantly knowing forever
our outcome in life,

How can you say that
I wasn't perfect?

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Melt it!
The flames against
The wax!

Dripping. Dripping. Dripping,
Down the side
Like sand down the
Sides of my hourglass

Falling carelessly, flowing
Not knowing where it will
End.

Never seeing the finger
My finger
Stopping it in its tracks
Like time as it passes by

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