POETRY | TICK OF TIME

you sit alone in your room

when the world is quiet

when everything is at ease

when the air is tranquil

you let out a sigh of relief

as you hear the clock ticks

as steady as your heartbeat

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and you think to yourself

maybe time doesn’t fly

as fast as you think it does

maybe time is the reflection

of your heart’s desire

it changes phase depending

on your emotions

it’s rapid when you’re ecstatic

about  anything

and it slows down

when you dread something


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