Do you hear the ticking
Tocking in your head ringing
As your time passes slowly
Close your eyes so very tightly
Does it make you cringe
A multitude in an unsightly binge
Was it what you deserved
That for you has been reserved
For to leave now before it's finished
Means your take will be diminished
So take it as it comes
For you it will not be undone.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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