Tick-Tock
Tick-tock, tick-tock
Oh my, look at the clock
It is eight
Eight days too late
No, you can't apologize
At least you match your size
You stand so tall
Yet we see you are small
Inside there is a war
That I can feel in my core
I wanted to be your light
Did I shine too bright?
I never wanted to see all that you could do
Considering that I truly love you
Copyright © Alessandra Fry | Year Posted 2015
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