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She sets her timer,
'beep' it goes off...
My stomach starts to rumble,
I hear those familiar sounds...
Thoughts and mindless wonders,
Come rocking through my head...
Crowded in a picture,
Painted black and white...
The clock is ticking,
and my times running out...
She sets in the field
Her head in the clouds...
Im sorry that im a failure,
that i cant do anything right...
You gave me hope
when the world shut me out...
The rain thrashes at my window
The tears stream down my face...
The words play over in her head,
of the nasty things that they had said...