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Personal problems consume me, nobody gets the fears I have. The clock counts away the time to live, ticking before I know the true feeling of love. The clock is about to fall off the wall and lose all of it's time.
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Jan 11, 2019
Jan 11, 2019 at 12:47 PM UTC
Tick-Tock
Personal problems consume me, nobody gets the fears I have. The clock counts away the time to live, ticking before I know the true feeling of love. The clock is about to fall off the wall and lose all of it's time.
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Jan 11, 2019
Jan 11, 2019 at 12:47 PM UTC
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