| Feeling it slipping awaywater rushing through fingers
 grasping at the illusion
 of a life falling away
 Struggling to embrace
 insubstantial moments
 tattered remnants of time
 fluttering, now fleeing
 upon the merest breath
 But such heavy sigh
 weighted by the burden
 of a thousand unshed tears
 always I knew the harm
 you would bring upon me
 Rending of my soul
 as easily as the flesh
 devouring me swiftly
 the merest morsel
 in the jaws of time
 ...I am lost....
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