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Tic toc tic toc


I pressed myself against the clock. I swear this time just won’t add up. Anticipate to participate tic toc tic toc. All I want is you. I’ll take just one to gather my thoughts. Mind keeps racing with all not said. Walk in a maelstrom drift among the lost. All I need is you. Ice melts inside the globe. Evaporated crystals scorch each breath Degenerate I have become mad as the hatter for a gram. Why can’t I ever be part of you? Vision goes cloudy, but it never seems to rain. Its times like this I question if I’m sane. Devils candy torn the inside press my fingers deep inside try to find the perfect one. All I see is you. Together I become a cold man. Never more, never more this is my stand. Stole my heart my soul to boot then you tied my hands. I hate you. Once upon a time these were my days. Days Filled with nothing shades of grays. Self-medicated everything went down in vain.
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