un-doing-time ~

In a dream I walk,
A sweet smile
not forgot.
Sure that she once wore it.

A love so lost,
Paid the highest
of costs.
How I wish to rearange it.

Every word we speak,
To make the others
heart bleak-
will bind us now and forever.

The arrow is loosed,
The shooters kneck,
in a noose.
Death would only be mercy.

No rewind in time,
No un-doing,
the crime.
Life is what I've made it.



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