It's time to

It’s
Time
To
Stop
Lately been counting the hours
Staring down walls in the shower
Thinking ‘bout that single flower
You
Gave
Me
When
When we were still children kind of
Blooming beginnings of puppy love
Gave us sweet heart wings of a dove
We
Used
To
Fly
Sharing secret wishes and dreams
Releasing unused locked up screams
Entrusting hopes up to the beams
We
Knew
They’d
Keep
Our secrets safe among the dust
Among the webs spiders construct
Among a key laced with red rust





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