Whilst the Clock Ticks
Whilst the clock ticks, appear memories of her past
For three faces she owns, which would be the one that lasts
Would it be the one from old, or the one from her recent past
For three faces she owns, which would be the one that lasts
Many words were shared, to the future forget the past
For three faces she owns, which would be the one that lasts
Whilst the clock ticks, reality now met her past
For three faces she owned, it's the older one that lasts
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Copyright © James Fraser | Year Posted 2012
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