I gathered my clocks into my tired arms
Threw them onto the fire, one by one
It silenced their insulting, shrill alarms
Reminding me again that you have none
No time to spare, but seconds to imply
Or outright claim how busy you have been
It chips away at us when you abide
By your deeper desire to please them
Sleep through us, I won't wake you anymore
I'll walk downstairs and leave without a sound
You may wake up one day feeling unsure
But for now, you do not need me around
The ticking of my watch gives me away
You open one eye and ask me to stay
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