Echoing
Time is ticking slowly
Tick.... tock...... tick..........tok
I watch the circle on the screen spin
Round and round
And my thoughts consume me
My depression overwhelms me
The voice won't be quiet
Calmly whispering into my buzzing mind
I shout, trying not to hear
But his voice echoes longer than mine
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