Clocks
Im running down
Slow
Tired
Tick. Tick. Tick
Always watched
Waited on
Groans when im not just right
Eyes on me until the
very. last. Second.
A lesson to be taught
A thing to be calculated
Every day is the same
Running around in a circle
One step at a time
For an inevitable eternity
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