A Defective Clockwork Heart
A great pain that it is to bear, That of a broken clock, My flesh will leave for loves despair, As death upon me knocks. My heart unravels at the seams, I see you endless in my mind, Your eyes allure me as they gleam, Our fate I thought was intertwined. Now when my stone shall lie decayed, And your wrinkled skin has turned white, As your cherished body starts to fade, Once again, we will unite. - a girl with a heart disease and her beloved, torn between the inevitable and a future beyond reach.
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