Ticking Time Bomb
I am a ticking time bomb. I keep fizzing and one day it will stop.
Leave me in a bloody fire of anguish.
Were I will rest.
This is too much
time is laughing at my presence
Whilst the tame rivers wash my soaked sand hands.
That are so deeply buried
To buried to lift, it's only burden on me now that I was to remove.
I am a ticking time bomb. I keep exploding and now it will end.
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