Timebomb

A Poem by Roy

Tick-tock
Goes the clock.
"Your flame's running out",
Says the doc.

Two naughty smiles,
With lips spread apart,
(Hiding a ghastly secret)
Called me home
That night.

And ever since then,
Tick-tock,
Goes the clock.

© 2013 Roy

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Added on March 3, 2013
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Roy

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