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Push me again
Into the flame
Smile in wickedness
Say I’m to blame
Every time I stand
I’m pushed back down
This life is too heartless
To be remotely sound
Oh master of clocks
Take my hand
Lead me to the past
Into the old ways of this land
Things used to be right
Until the love turned sour
I walk to myself
At that very hour
I watch myself fall
More than just bad luck
And as I watched I knew
That I’d never get up
Oh master of clocks
I wish this moment would change
But bad things would happen
If I dared rearrange
To the present I flee
To swim in the black
I dive to the deepest
To never come back
Into the flame
Smile in wickedness
Say I’m to blame
Every time I stand
I’m pushed back down
This life is too heartless
To be remotely sound
Oh master of clocks
Take my hand
Lead me to the past
Into the old ways of this land
Things used to be right
Until the love turned sour
I walk to myself
At that very hour
I watch myself fall
More than just bad luck
And as I watched I knew
That I’d never get up
Oh master of clocks
I wish this moment would change
But bad things would happen
If I dared rearrange
To the present I flee
To swim in the black
I dive to the deepest
To never come back
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this is a lovely poem. Very well done indeed.