Walking Time Bomb

i see it
you can;t sit
i know why
i see how you cry its
you have problem
and some
your
WALKING TIME BOMB
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February 11, 2014 at 3:39 PM
Sooner of later, he will pay his dues. That temper of his has a very short fuse. Don't you hear that clock ticking away? Something will make him explode some day. Before he does, we had better run. The slightest thing will make him come undone.
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