Midnight
Tick tock. Tick tock. Tick tock
Three minutes before twelve hits the clock.
Tick tock. Tick tock.
The ticking clock didn't stop.
Tick tock.
Whispered the clock.
Tick tock. Tick tock. Tick tock.
If only forgetting you is as easy as picking a lock.
Tick tock. Tick tock.
Then maybe I should've stopped.
Tick tock.
I've run out of such luck.
Because I still love you just like the ticking clock,
I never stopped.
March 24, 2020
11:17Pm
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