The window seat

Time is always running dry
It hurts how you let it slip by
as you do, so do I.
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By the window looking out
Every shadow belongs to you
Searching for answer to my doubt
Came only silence when the promise was due.
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Time is always running dry
It hurts how you let it slip by
as you do, so do I.
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Ride me into your darkness, into your eternal night.
In every laughter, a soft echo of weariness and pain.
Tightly against my heart, carrying all the weight.
Never giving up on you, there’s only one straight lane.
XXX
Update:  new hair cut but same old soul.
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