Bye Bye Time
Tick Tick Tick as the big hand on the clock keeps moving ready to consume in take seconds from my day .Meaning nothing to a average man thats locked up or gone away .Schedule that into your time and think rationally about my lines but procrastination awakes an you start to shake and debate .OHH you caught the bait making your time go to waste .Tick Tick Tick the small hand just moved becoming more fused with the Americanized average man I assume .Time goes by in there nothing else you can do but give yourself proper burial saying Bye Bye Time .
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