Countdown.
Ten. The tables, they are turning, Click. The bomb is set, All of these decisions, You will make, will you regret. Nine.
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Ten. The tables, they are turning, Click. The bomb is set, All of these decisions, You will make, will you regret. Nine.
I'd forgotten how cold winter could be, especially when you're alone and lacking sleep.
chapped lips. knees locked. awkward stance. timer slowly ticking down. 10. 9. 8. her eyes never so big. she's sweating. nervous. time slows down. surroundings pushed back. she's pulled in.
We don't have long, To express our love. Less than 59 minutes, So forget about the dove. The first 10 minutes, Will be general chat. Like "How was your day?" And stuff similar to that.
#halloweenparty Tick... Tick... Tick... The clock strikes upon the thirteenth hour... One.... The devils hour has begun. Two... Hide and seek whilst the devil says boo. Three...
The time is coming, The shadows are lengthening. The days are lessening and The darkest nights are arriving... The gates are opening, If ever so slowly. 36 days 13 hours 45 minutes in counting.
Tick tock, Goes the clock, Time is moving, Oh so slowly. Tick tock, Goes the clock, Like a hidden bomb, Inside a box. Tick tock, Goes the clock, Like water torture, But ten times worse.
~I just wanted to thank everybody reading this it really means a lot. btw comments are much appreciated~ I ran down the stairs almost tripping over my cat, Jacey.
Ten days to go and counting, With every day the pile un-mounting, Nine days to go and ticking, The clock's arrows slowly blinking. Eight left to deal, Hoping time will pass like an evening meal.
2. 2 2 1 L. 1.O 0. O. 0. L 2. N. 2. y D. M O. P N.
Tic-tock, tic-tock, time was running out. Tic-tock, tic-tock, he frantically rushed about. Tic-tock, tic-tock, there where only moments left. Tic-tock, tic-tock, his senses where bereft.
The numbers on January's arm caught the light. Three minutes. Twenty seven seconds - make that twenty six. January cradled her head in her hands, and kept her breathing as normal as she could.