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slip away





is it the timing that made you wrong
or did time simply take you away from me


was i blind to your perfection
or did i choose to look away


pretending you weren't important
that i could do without you


now i have nothing but time
it slips through my fingertips


with it slides my memories of you
our warmest nights and bright shiny mornings


the white hot pallor
is fading to grey