Category : Poems

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Tick tock ...Tick tock...Tick tock...
Almost out of time ,for life is precious and so is time ..But a well lived life is what I can't define ..I've been denied...I'm standing here blind...
Sun Disappears into the wicked sky,
All that is around is the glimpse of regrets I wasn't suppose to find ...Alone in my mind I lay here tonight ..Running out of time and out of my mind.. will it be to late or when morning should come will I see the light before the last tick..Tock..Of the night