Time waits for no man, and no man waits for time.
Trying to think too fast, trying to force the rhyme.
Its a game, that bends you until you break.
Pushing, and tugging, testing the limits of how much you can take.
Before you snap.
Snap, and take it further than anywhere you've gone before, until you
can't turn back.
No turning back when you bite the curb, and its all down the drain.
When the pains, and strains just aren't the same.
Forget what people say when they say they've been there.
Because in the end, no one really cares, and life just isn't fair.
 
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