Rusting
Sitting alone again,
Watching the world go by,
Counting minutes,
The clock is spinning,
I hate being helpless,
Hearing taps on the wall,
Locking my heart in,
Rusting soul,
Time is just passing,
Again falling apart.
Copyright © Autumn Bell | Year Posted 2016
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