Heartache

This will all end in heartache.

No more of the pain I can take.

The somewhat naive strolling into the sunset. A hurried escape.

Once an embrace, now separate ways.

You can count on me to keep watch, glue in my pocket and close guard of the clock.

This will all end one day.

In heartache.

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