Failure

Tick tock goes the clock
                                 Lingering sound only meant to mock

                                               The end is near 
                                   Time I had seems to disappear

                                        Anxious, please let it sees 
                                    Hair falls out, in need of release

                                         I fidget, drawing blood
                              Too much around me, starting to flood

                                    My throat is tight, no more air
                                         Failure to hard to bare

                                      That is it, the end of my time
                                  I have reached the final deadline

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