Breathless, fighting to breathe
almost totally out of air
lungs strained
the heart, a caged bird in terror
pounding like flapping wings
Yes, this could be the day and hour
I watch your fight, afraid to see you lose
still, I don't want you to suffer
one way or another, this torture must end
Reaper, foe and friend in one
don't let us down
wise one, chose what's best
Father Time, don't forget
the celestial clock is your master
stop ruling the hours, minutes and seconds
fickle gifts, none of them belong to us
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