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Time


The clock it ticks
The time it sticks
The light it shifts
But he still feels sick

The hours seem slow
Minutes don't flow
Seconds are few
But it still shows

The time it passes
The clock harasses
The day travels
Slower than molasses

Time seems dead
Frozen in his head
The day has no end
Exactly what he dreads

Moments last forever
He wants them severed
Like with a cleaver
And get his mind together

Tomorrow may go easier
Time may pass in a blur
Tomorrow is still so far
Until then, he just Grrrs

A normal paced day
Nothing to make him gray
It would be great
For now he will pray

©Schizology Time

#Time #clock #poem✍🧡🧡💛
Time


The clock it ticks
The time it sticks
The light it shifts
But he still feels sick

The hours seem slow
Minutes don't flow
Seconds are few
But it still shows

The time it passes
The clock harasses
The day travels
Slower than molasses

Time seems dead
Frozen in his head
The day has no end
Exactly what he dreads

Moments last forever
He wants them severed
Like with a cleaver
And get his mind together

Tomorrow may go easier
Time may pass in a blur
Tomorrow is still so far
Until then, he just Grrrs

A normal paced day
Nothing to make him gray
It would be great
For now he will pray

©Schizology Time

#Time #clock #poem✍🧡🧡💛
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