Wednesday, February 3

The tick of time

In the mirror of a thousand lies,
No solace is found for the burning heart.
The clock ticks and hope dies,
As the souls only grow further apart.

What menacing optimism shall I abide by,
If path remains so unclear?
Love for love's sake until the day I die,
Hold on to everything dear?
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