time run out on us
sun is dying by the horizon
trees are weeping -
naked and bare
time was always
our dearest enemy
silently sleeping shadow
of fear
we wanted
to tame time
wild beast gone astray
by being forgiving
and gentle
time run out on us
we wept
we changed our colors
and fallen down
with dead
leaves
in the frozen embrace
on the surface
of days
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