Tick's of Time
What did I do?
To Make you Screw With My Head,
Looking Deep Within My Soul,
Wondering why you became my foe.
We used to be tight,
Until we had that fight,
When we were young it was all a delight,
All we did was play fight.
The clock ticks away,
Every moment and every day.
Life is short,
You could go tomorrow,
Or even today,
All im trying to say is,
Live life like you would if it was your last day.
I think back on all those days,
Why does your life style have to be that way?
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