oil won’t dry

“there are parts of my life that move slower without you in them”

waiting for your answer is like watching for an oil paint to dry.
every time you check it 
your finger gets colored and the paint gets ruined with your imprints. time couldn’t be any slower watching a paint still 
but the paint is dry now ,full of fingerprints
and it’s not how you paint it at first.
come from the place whom devoured you
turn on my clock and bring your colours within
it’s been down for a while and no time worth living without


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