Time it ticks it fades away,
Luscious youth is left to pay,
The price of fate it can’t deny,
All is wrong but so was I-
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That feeling of sitting watching the clock ticking and nothing to say... the silence where there used to be jubilance every second.... I think many will relate to that and you express it wonderfully. Which is of course the wrong word but you know what I mean. t x
well written -midnightmaiden