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Tick, Tick, Tick
A clock ticks and ticks and ticks
 Within a quiet room
 My mind will just think
 About a time when things were good
 It ticks, and ticks and ticks
 A cat appears in the window 
 Looking curious, not a care in the world
 Totally at peace with its self 
 It sits and thinks
 The clock ticks, and ticks, and ticks
 A flower droops a little lower
 Even though I gave it water
 One day maybe it will standd up tall
 But, for now its down closer to the floor
 A bug lands on the flower
 Pushing it ever so slightly
 The cat spots it and jumps up attentively
 She watches the flower sag 
 But she sits back down
 And falls asleep even though it has started to rain
 I watch her as she sits in the rain
 Not moving, just sleeping
 So quiet, so wet
 I thought of how that cat spooted the slightest movement
 Of that flower and then sat back down
 Knowing she couldn’t help it, she let it be
 Suddenly,my phone rang
 My friend was on the line
 I hoped she’s okay, she doesn’t sound it
 She’s been dealing with this for a while
 Being upset, I’ve and so many others
 Have tried to help the last year had past so fast
 We didn’t think of how bad this would get
 But, she won’t get over her lost love
 Unless she is ready
 I realizedd that I can’t help her anymore that I have
 I tried so hard
 But time flew too fast
 Even though the clock ticks so slow
 When I got off the phone
 I looked at the clock
 Six hours past
 Since, I last heard a tick
 Its been there, but, I wasn’t listening for it
 Life would be better
 My friend wouldn’t be so sad 
 If all involved
 Would’ve sat back and taken time
 Find a solution instead of a quick fix
 In the end my friend suffered to try and get the pain gone quick
 Now as I look out the window
 The cat is gone, the flower has died
 But, the clock keeps ticking, and ticking, and ticking.

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