time

so im alone now true to my word,
strange new place a familiar voice still not heard.
its funny how the heart works you know,
some things you hold on to and some you let go.
but for a span of etrnity i knew what i had,
before time stepped in and things turned bad.
just traces and hints remain of a smile,
that held my heart but for awhile.
that smooth voice commanding love,
put in its place by eyes a step above.
but i guess its too late to see what would grow,
time stepped in and stole the show.


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