time passes like a never ending clock,
Tick Tock.. Tick Tock.
Thumping away like a sad little tune,
echoing through the distance of what i will never see come true.
Tick.. Tock. Tick.
this can't be this must be a trick.
Heat beats faster, run crazy, jump higher,
Hurry quickly this has to be the last hour.
as I inhale my last few moments of this crazy madness,
the never ending clock keeps going as time passes.
Tick, Tick, Tick, Tock, Tock...
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Author:
MizBarbie114 (
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- Comment from author about the poem: first one to do but, my others will be very deep and emotional.
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