Tick tock.
Our time draws near.
Death does come.
Tears shall no longer fall.
Tick tock.
Peace does sweep.
Your clock has run too slow.
Now your soul shall rest.
Eternal peace, you will forever sleep.
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Broken Stars
PoetryDeep poems about sadness, anger, regret, heart break, and much more. These poems are written during bad times in my life. Highest rank is 292 in poetry.
