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The Clocks Ticking.. While I Get

A thought and wish......

A dreamers, desire.

My world is filled, by.......

The crushing sound, of loneliness.

For my tears, 

have no salt..... within.

Natures......Spring's rains,

and rolling thunder.

Colour.....Quietly crept in ....

We weren't ......watching.

Pricked by a rose, oh fair beauty.

Take heed..... My lost love.

Lest it to, etch a chill, upon.......

your young heart.

Were it,

to make you grow weary, 

and 

Old.

Giajl © Jim Love