The clock of life is ticking,
You are pushing and pushing,
Blind to the time and what's behind.
When the lies became a dream
And reality disappears in the mist.
Lost thoughts of life existent in my mind,
Fighting against my shadow,
Trying to get back what I lost.
The day my heart froze and my mind broke.
Yeah
but the poem is on time. welcum to postpoems - slc
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