Time passes with the running stream,
Fleeting like most hopes and dreams,
Like the sound of the ticking clock,
Pain flies on with the soaring flock,
And the flow of life continues on,
Into the night well past the dawn.
They say that time can heal it all,
Catch you no matter how far you fall,
But what about the deepest scars,
Can time truly heal that far,
Remove each blemish from the skin,
And cleanse each and every sin?
Or will it fail to reach the source,
Sail on down the wrong course,
And crash upon the rocky beds,
Get lost within all the threads,
And fail to find where it all starts,
Trapped deep within a hollow heart?
There is pain time can't erase,
No matter how fast it gives chase,
Even if forgot it will still remain,
Only locked away entwined in chains,
Time will try its best to heal,
But the pain may one day break its seal.
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