Time is gone.
It wont come back.
The clocks goes on,
And the problems stack.
More tears fall.
As time goes by.
A last minute call,
One last try.
Days go past.
And smiles fade.
Things never last.
And prices are paid.
Good things will come,
In their own time.
For now the pain will drum,
A hellish chime.
The clouds will rain.
To hide my tears.
I'll take the pain,
Through these years.
Soon I will be free.
As time moves by.
The clocks chimes three.
And I've got till five.
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