Timepiece

He wore time like an accessory
His steps told a story
Of heartache, betrayal, triumph
And love lost
There was a little bit of
His missing pieces in everyone
Passerbys searching for eternity
Searching for unconditional love
To shade them from the demons
But when he turned the corner
He walked on by as if
He forgot purposely to try and remember

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