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Time
Tick, Tick Tick Tick........
You hear each second pass by,
Sitting here waiting......
Waiting for someone to say,
That they need you and you can't leave them.
Tick tick tick tick tick
Time goes by slower and slower,
It's the same old routine,
You get up and go to work,
You come home and sleep.
Then you get up and go to work......
Tick tick tick tick tick
Time is frozen....
Each movement is just content,
No sudden changes, or you'll fall apart,
What's next? Can you stay content forever?
No one hears you, or even cares.
Tick tick tick tick tick
Time is up, does anyone notice.
It's a Black grave when everyone shows up,
They remembered your funeral,
They remembered you too late.
Tick tick tick tick tick
Does anyone elses time seem content?
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