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Turn Back Time
If I could turn back time, I would hold the seconds
Before they slipped like melting butter through my hands,
Before the truth shivered in my chest
And whispered things I couldn’t recognize.
The antique wall clock still ticks too loudly,
Counting moments I wish I never knew;
While negative film rolls flicker in the dark,
Each still frame holding pieces of you.
Your intoxicated perfume hangs in the air,
Like a memory that won't quite fade,
And I see it all again through wandering eyes,
Every mistake, every scene replayed.
If I could turn back time, I wouldn’t change the ending,
I’d just stay a little longer in between,
Where nothing had broken, nothing had been said...
And love didn’t feel like something to understand.
