They Move On

People.

Nights.

Life.

My heart is broken and I can’t say it.

And I’m running but I can’t tell you what from.

But I can’t go back.

Because time is also moving on.

There is no rewind on the clock.

On the earth.

On the sun.

And so my life moves on with them.

Because I can’t go back, everything stays broken.

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