Diary of Time
She always used to say
that the world was so unfair
that the time was never right
to save Her,
for everyone lives for themselves,
heartbreak a person itself
where privacy lies only in thoughts
built over time
yet She always wanted someone to know
the last thoughts She ever had,
the love that no one knew in full
before the gift in Her
and any identity she every owned
was gone.
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