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Mar 25
the days are ticking away
someones counting, but its not me
every hour slips past
sneaking away until another day is gone
I hold my breath
In hopes time will still
but yet it speeds like its got someplace to be
I don't have many minutes left with you
its just
Tick
Tick
Tick
ticking away
And then you will be gone
Lyle
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Lyle  16/F/USA
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