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That little mountain raises (silently)while other dissolve into a plaintime redefines itself (irrationally)and falls in sadness grain by grain..."
Time heals all the wounds"
The two-tongued echo seems to saybut nothing, nothing changesstill pain remains, won't pass away.I went weak, as I grew oldand time itself has made me slowand as I close my hand in darknessa thousand seasons come and go...
Mighty enought to cover alland also cruel enough to revealbut the wounds and scars I carryneither force nor kiss can heal...
No, Time heals nothing, nothing, nothingspitefully turns away and laughtsleaves you half-broken and defianceis only added another scar...
Call it "blind" how I am writhingcounting hours, centuriesthe pain it grows and glows in tidesunable to vanish, unwilling to cease...
No, Time heals nothing, nothing, nothingpushes 'till we're diping into different fleshtime heals nothing, nothing, nothingjust a polarity of inner flames...
Time's finger claw, I'm losing holdthere is no hope for me on earth
Time either still or maybe rushingin any case it will turn out worse...
Time is fleeting, Time stands stillit stops for no-one, and we're trapped withinthought I may dream of the Light
I am falling back into the left-hand side...
How I wish that I was deadand rest in final peacebut even the Luxury of Deathcan't cure the wounds Time cannot heal...
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