Plate empty
TV No signal
Vase out of place
Clock ticking
Clock tocking
Arms folded
Sitting in position
Deep in thought
Lost in my words
What have I done
What did I say
How could I send that
What was I thinking
Clock Ticking
Clock tocking
Loud cry of frustration
Loud cry from regret
What should I do now
How should I react
This can't be happening
What should I do
Loud cry of frustration
Wind blows
Clock ticks
Wind blows
Clock tocks.
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