Time is like a broken watch...
[No, we can't get away. Maybe you should try to fight.]
Waking up to the same sun spilling under the cracks of doors closed tight.
No matter how tightly I close them, there will always be the sun.
No matter tightly I hold them, there will always be another one.
posted by Unknown @ 1:12 PM
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