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The clock is louder today than yesterday, Ticking my life away, won’t let me stay, But saddest of all is this, I know, I wis..

My mind wanders, it bends, it breaks. There’s so much that my mind can take. My mind is sharp, it’s like a trap But it ke..

I wish August was tomorrow A month was long ago I’d have you here beside me No one’d have to know With paper streamers..

The sun moves away, leaving twilight in its wake. A poem I woke from the middle of a dream-filled sleep to jot down.

Love lost left behind in a cheap clock.

All the bitterness has left me Yet I hurt you all the same I’ve nothing left to lose I’ve tired of this wistful game ..

Who are you, little girl, hiding in my skin? Who are you? Why won’t you let me in? I know your pain, I know your woe. I&rsqu..

Haunting now, I can’t find sleep I’ve dug this grave far too deep And “tick tock” the clock is singing Inside..

A rather old one I found.

A refuge and a tomb made from one girl's room. Random rhyme crapped out after a fight and kicking my door's a*s in rage.