I wanted you to regret your mistakes,
Just like you made me regret mine,
My life was a ticking clock,
And our love was out of time.
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Poetry
PoetryThere is a small thread between truth and lies, between love and hate and between you and I. However, the thread can easily be broken; that's when life begins. I'm school, you read. You've spend hours reading 1,000 year old poems and studying author...
Clocks
I wanted you to regret your mistakes,
Just like you made me regret mine,
My life was a ticking clock,
And our love was out of time.
