the clock
The clock is tick tocking
lonely hours
Not ours
Time's not my friend now
Tears
On the very sad face of mine
Still in my heart
The handles are turning
Anticlockwise
Searching for your hands
Your voice
Your soul
It's not wise
So what?
So what?
Tick tock tick tock.........
lonely hours
Not ours
Time's not my friend now
Tears
On the very sad face of mine
Still in my heart
The handles are turning
Anticlockwise
Searching for your hands
Your voice
Your soul
It's not wise
So what?
So what?
Tick tock tick tock.........
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@ Craig
thank you so much!My rating
I do like the way you present your subject here, the imagery works very wellMy rating