Time waits for no man 
The reapers lurking around the corner with my expiry date in her hands.
what if i leave this life full of regrets.
And lost loves.
and lost friends.
or no meaning to whatever becomes of my end.
tell the reaper to hold off so i could enjoy just a tad bit more of this girl’s love.
My happiness smudges
because lately the tears been running amok.
shouts out to the lost of us.

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