Rythm in My Head

A rhythm starts to play,
in a quiet room where I stay.
with the ticking and clinking of the things around
My heart breaks in song,
as with tune I hum along;
Just me and my imagination.

The day goes by fast,
I pray the next few minutes last;
as I finish the rhythm playing in my head.
A noise catches my attention,
and causes a tension.
I can now barely focus.

tick tock, tick tock,
the rhythm of the clock.
playing over and over in my mind
click click,click,click,
as my fingers on the keyboard flick.

Time to go and get ready,
for it's Ten-Twenty already
This poem has come to an end."

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