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Time counting down,

The ticking obnoxious.

The way it used to be,

weighing down on me so.

Unfortunately,

it's all i have left.

Time;

the memories.

Please don't forget,

those days long ago.

You're still here with me,

wherever you go.

I've been battered;

rejected,

hurt, and

abused;

but you?

You ruined.

You broke.

You bruised.

I want to move forward,

I want to renew,

be free, be in love,

But with you.

The clock ticks,

now it tocks,

what a waste,

just my loss.

Look back,

I see you,

my feelings,

abused.

If's are stupid,

wants are over-used,

I could have fixed it,

It could have been true.

Useless,

I'm worthless,

much too caring,

and kind.

And as this time clicks,

I'll die curled up in my mind.

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