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As the Clock Runs Cold
Here I wait, against this cold chair.
The clock ticks…tic-tok, tic-tok.
I break out in sweat and pull my hair.
Is this the right choice?
Does anyone out there even care?
The doctor came out with a smile on his face.
“We’re ready for you now.” he said.
…my heart dropped…temptation was prominent.
I got up and left, I couldn’t do it.
This baby is mine and to him I’ll keep.
It was never a gamble, it was always meant to be.
Now it’s just you and me my sweet, little angel, just you and me.
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