Hands of Time
Waddling through memories with my head down low
With my heart down low
Reliving tragic love scenes I'd forgotten
Penitent lovers come like phantoms in the night
Relinquishing my sorrow of long ago
Swimming in a celestial sea of what could have been
I feel so cold, so hollow within.
Copyright © Skyy Allen | Year Posted 2014
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