Another love

A clock is ticking, the pointers go slow ahead and everything seems hopeless.
1 Word and everything rages as a coaster over.
It's the time that I have to fight to uphold my honour.
It is time that my feelings are my enemy.
Even though the time will come that they hit by my mask of emotions and completely destroy me.
"You aren't longer my great love, no more than a side branch, a rag and a piece of garbage" someone said.
I can no longer endure the pain, it put me out.
On the end there is nothing.

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