if I could only make my heart stop
let all these ills be forgot
I know what I am is little I know what I am not
how long how long again until this heart stops
when will this breath and beat drop
so long that taste it sours as the cup does fill
how will I cut this bitter swill
by all these lies distilled
when wronged by reckless will
in sleep I tried to trick the clock instill
when will when will how very long until
I can at last go fast to slow lie still
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