21. Dear Time
You slip through my hands like satin ribbon
And like every time before I try to hold on
Futile attempts, as you continue ebbing
Stop for a moment, please, it's been so long
You pass by me without even sparing a sidelong glance
And like every time before I am left staring long after you're gone
Comprehending the effects you left behind
I'm no longer moving, you're just stringing me along
My triumphs you allow to not last even a moment
And the dreary days just drag on and on
As I try to keep up with who I'm supposed to be, what I'm supposed to do -
Please, take a pause, Time - I'm trying to stay strong.
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