No face, no place, no lace
Just minute, second and hour hand
But has forces as tight as a band
Walking in majestically
Talking like she owns the world
Thinking we would fear and curl like coil
Black shadows everywhere
Firing her here and there
She couldn't take it anymore
Moving out, eyeing them deep to the core
Giving a freestyle she fell
Just like the sound of a bell
Chaos everywhere
Shouts of cries, laughter and jokes
If one hears them she would choke
Case settled
Take your faceless gift away
At the feel of it's shadow she rose
Our Jesuslina of the year
It was just because of the clock
The faceless clock
©dorothy143
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