Wasting time; waiting but time is running out

I await for a person who doesnt come.

I debate wether I stay or go

If i move on on hand and toe 

Mabye she'll come mabye no

Its almost time, its running out 

Its almost time to go

The prom awaits yet here I lay

Awaiting for her to come

The clock runs among us some and among us few

Time runs out

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Hurttoto

I had made a poem like this before but I couldnt remember all of it

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