(@liff)
Got kinda bored, so i wrote a poem.
Don't think too much about the poem.


The time draws near,
the clock ticks twice,
as i lay here dying,
only to wait for my demise.

The cavalry isn't coming,
i am left all alone,
as my initials are about,
to be engraved on stone.

The list has a new addition,
of a love that's not meant to be,
a dying and lonely soul,
whose owner is me.

Will someone help me,
and release me from these chains,
which has taken away my happiness,
and given me intolerable pain.