There will be a time when it will end.
Be it parting
Be it death
So each passing minute with you
Pendulummed with sadness.
So many times
I looked long into your face.
I could hear the clock ticking.
When I Suspected
Spike Milligan
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Poem topics: death, time, long, hear, face, clock, minute, I love you, I miss you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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