Tic-tic, tic-tic.
The sound of a clock is mesmerizing and in a way,
Beautiful.
It keeps a steady pace, as if time was saying,
This is not a race.
Slow down with life and enjoy it while you can.
Because some things won’t last forever.
A clock is like a heartbeat, it can be too fast or it can be too slow.
But that’s the sign to reset and retire.
Because your heart and lungs are burning with fire.
Like, a clock, a heart can’t last for eternity.
But oh the beautiful rapid beats of your strained burning heart,
I listen and I hear a,
Tic-tic, tic-tic.
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