We are slaves of time,
for our scars will reflect our past
while our wounds will ache
till we tend to them.

We are slaves of time,
forever in debt with our master.
Devouring our will to lash back,
there’s no escape from her jaws.

We are slaves of time,
slowly guiding each other to our sure end.
For she brought out all the dirt
exposing the shadow we barely knew.

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