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Apr 2015
tick tock
goes the clock
seconds to minutes
hours to days
months to years
in time we sit
awaiting what is to come
wasting time with the lady
who runs us all
she abuses us
by threatining to **** us
slowly and menacingly
she creeps up on us
when we least expect it
and moves ever so slow
when we want her to pass through
untill the end we await
with lady time
dont let the lonely days hold you back
you dont know when the hour glass will run dry
cody dale
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cody dale  Tx
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