time is leaking now, ain't it?
time to admit you regret it.
and in a memory hour, you look away, but it's gone anyway.
a little sorry you said you are,
but ain't there just sorry, but grief.
you sipping the bitter wine from the golden cup,
but it's not filling you with relief.
selina kyle
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