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Running Out of Time
Time is short,
Each second the edge,
Comes closer and closer,
Each minute my fate,
Encroaches upon me,
And the sense of dread,
All but gone has returned,
And once more darkness,
Eats away at my soul,
Consumes my mind,
And lends strength to fury,
Time is short,
So much I regret,
So much I wish I did,
So many wounds left,
I haven't much time,
The edge is visible now,
I have accepted it,
The inevitible truth,
That I was doomed from the start,
For a time I saw light,
I saw redemption,
But redemption isn't for me,
For those lost to darkness,
To those who have ggiven up,
I cannot bring myself to stand,
When I am knocked back down,
I'm running out of time,
But when the time comes,
I will leap and face fate,
But for now I'm still
Running out of time.
