Sometimes you want more
right now maybe i want less
sometimes you open a door
sometimes you can't deal with the mess
time maybe on your side
but then again it might be your enemy
time only stands still when you die
and now time is the death of me
time keeps my moments
dying constantly inside
time heals all wounds?
maybe that is just a lie
when seconds feel like hours
and pain is impossible to deny
time wilts my soul like flowers
and waves to me good
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