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Nov 2019
Tick tock
Grandfather clock
Swinging in time
With
The beat of my heart
Time flies
When I feel loved
Wishing for
The swinging to stop
To match- oh..
The skips
Of my heart
Tick-...
Ugh
Why won’t it swing?
Waiting for
The hand to bring
The end
Of my madness
Waiting for
My heart
To stop
Beating
A little darker than what I meant to write but heck this turned out cooler sounding than what I thought.
High five me bro
100th poem, several years in the process.
Proud of myself
Ranita
Written by
Ranita  29/F/Florida
(29/F/Florida)   
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