When Our Time Ceases

by reginadee2014

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When Our Time Ceases

Regina Puckett

There are numbers, numbers everywhere

A clockwork fashioned to entrap and snare

Until the only things we see before we die

Are the accounts we tallied and the tears we cried

Hurry and throw away the clocks and all of the timepieces

So all we’ll see are our loved ones when our time ceases