Clockwork

I don’t tick the same way anymore… I’m not myself on the stroke of the hour. My smiles are all gone.. no more alarms to nudge you to acknowledge my presence. My face still shines though, tears that won’t stop flowing define me. I can’t exist for long without my arms hugging me tight.. they’re another thing I still have left. In fact maybe I already have what I need.. and I should count my blessings. Noah_arkenswagg

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