Time

by Cheyenne   Mar 29, 2007


You race time
The clock is ticking
You run faster
Racing the world

You press hard
But is it enough
You're getting tired
Gasping for air like a fish out of water

Time is getting low
The darkness is closing in
You refuse to surrender
Yet you see no escape

You're drowning
In your despair
Nobody can save you from yourself
You want to slow down
But the race goes on

Time stops
And now you're stuck in a moment
Reliving the past, forever
You can't run or hide

The ticking ends
Now What?

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