la horaA Poem by SadBonesfear time won't stop Tick the clock keeps ticking Tick Tock every second Tick catching up Tock Tick everyday slipping Tick through my grasp Stop Tick I'm trying to run Tock running Tick as fast as I can Tock Tick the past calls me Tock Tick Stop Look back, Run back Cry It says Cry for what you could have been Cry for me Tick © 2016 SadBonesAuthor's Note
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