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No time. I stare, my vacant eyes searching. The glass is dusty and neglected as the corners of my mind holding memories. I cannot talk to you, I cannot watch you, Yet, here I am, trying, failing. I'm furiously confused My torn and swollen heart throbbing in the wake of pain, not broken. No time to wash off the tears of hollow sleepless eyes, tears shed for the loss of you. Dead. Timeless.