the clock it won't tick,
the hours they won't go.
counting the hours i have left to endure,
counting the minutes,the seconds till this torture ends,
counting down till i'll see you again.
as i look at the clock it seems still and motionless.
in my heart i know that the clock can go on forever,
and you'll never come.
still i can't help but watch the clock and mark the hours.
your overdue apperince has duelled on my soul,
waiting for you will be the worst thing i ever do.
 
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