time machine (terrible poetry part1)

I can’t move
It’s all a blur 
And all I can hear
Is the subtle whir 
Of gears and cogs 
In your time machine 
As you take me back
To the time when I used to believe 
Believe in lies and the stories you told
About how you’d love me 
And that you’d give me the world

You’ve taken me back and now I can’t escape
Because the subtle whir 
Keeps me awake.


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