Double Clocked
Blaring silence interfered by the ticking clocks
Dawn arises from drained sun's wear
Time and time again, the moon was shaken
The motion of the hour hand she could not bear
To the world, she was an imprudent one
The crystal of the face she used to conceal
To the darkness, she was a ferocious kind
Never has she turned aside to reveal
The minute hand paused to a halt
As she breathlessly met him at the stand
Falling into a pit where Hades stroke her heart
With beats that over-took the second hand
The jumbled numbers across her face
Spoke to him in an unwise way
The urge to trust became the desire to lie
Killing her was her own betray
Chronicles of misery drenched her soul
The grief-stricken ghost unfold her kind
The boy distressed by his sight
Never returned, as he erased her from his mind
Pendulum did die down
But her affection had shattered lost
Such agony came to a close
Unveiling to demise, was she pleased to cross
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