Waiting is forever,
Every moment drags on.
Resting is never,
It all seems so long.
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Every time a second pass,
Minutes glide by.
Every moment is fragile glass,
Soon we'll say goodbye.
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Drip by drip,
The water run.
Like a speeding ship,
Sets the sun.
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Fast, slow.
Time makes its course.
To and fro,
Not holding doors.
By Lady of Scartha
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