Pretension
Pretension
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The clock of the past gives me inexpressible happiness.
Your pretension had united hour hand, minute hand
And second hand to pilfer my time.
I lost myself without understanding the intention behind your rosy face.
Acquiring everything from me, you deserted,
Breaking my dreams.
I repent now as things are beyond my control to repair.