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Clock

Clock

written by: K’Cee Ketcham-Scoggins

@keeping_up_kcee

 

She waited and watched. Dreams drifted by like strange September nights. Had she known it would end blood red, she would’ve dug his grave before the floods. Love—a locked death clock.

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