Time

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by sanchezchasity

by sanchezchasity

Time

Tick tock

That sound is mocking me

Reminding me that i am running out of time

The hand of death getting closer and closer

With every

Tick tock

Time is such a precious thing

I'm running out of time

I wish I had more time

Tick tock

You never think of how precious time is until you're running out of it

You take every second you're alive for granted

Spend every minute wanting what you can't have

Tick tock

His hand is reaching out for me

He is calling me into the pit of death

Tick tock

I can't run away

Even if I could

There is nowhere to run to

Tick tock

He finally reached me and in that moment I realized

The hourglass is out of sand...