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When Time Is Running Out
What Can We Do ?
The clock is winding down when will the last tick be heard
Caught in the hangmans noose
When will I dangle for the last time
A busy day with so many things to accomplish
What is left for tomorrow will be unfinished forever
I look into the future
But only darkness is closing in
I thought there was so much more to life
Could I be mistaken ?
When will all the voices stop pounding in my head ?
I reach out for help and I find my hands are bound
Each noise I hear is just a little louder than my gasps for air
What will happen when I am gone ?
How long will it be before I become just a forgotten memory ?
Where in the world am I now ?
I am in a place I do not know
I have drifted to one mans private hell