Faces of my past creeping up on me.
Standing tall for all to see,
The voices how they creep up,
Where is all.my love.
The clocks on the wall,
Tick, toc, tic, Toc,
Footsteps in the hall,
Going out along the rocks.
I try to imagine life without you,
But suddenly, I felt you coming through.
So can you imagine life without me,
I bet you almost felt free.
©terrylin53
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