The final countdownA Poem by Ama May CooperIts the end of the line the final countdown the trap thats set ready There's no way back theres no way forward this is the final stand you grip the wall and watch light fading tears pouring down your face the clocks run out the timers ringing theres no more breaths to take your knees collide with cold hard earth the darkness clouds your vision there's no more waiting no more trying theres simply no time left no tender words left to say your arms follow feet agasint the floor your dreams where not completed your name is called no more only silence to your senses your head slums slowly echo on the floor but you can never hear it your timers stopped your hearts is frozen there are no second chances Its the end of the line the final countdown the trap thats set ready SPRUNG!
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4 Reviews Added on November 7, 2009 AuthorAma May CooperLondon, south west, United KingdomAboutName: Ama may cooper Current age(when joined):16 Sex: female Age now: 27 I am merely a being, treading softly on these foreign lands. I am no great individual, no wise king or beautiful temptres.. more..Writing
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