I look at the time
that drifted away
late night opened my eyes
wished I could of stayed
the angel is in tears we both know
he wanted us to love each other
so much, you know
It's 11:11
you're thinking of me, I know
it's 11:11
somewhere I got to go
These days go by like a cold cold breeze
the winter months are coming
so my heart can freeze
It's 11:11
you're thinking of me, I know
it's 11:11
somewhere you are
I can't go
I feared this once
that this story had to end
my heart doesn’t lie to me
this is the end
Sometimes when I write these crazy love skits
blocked in mind, and tell myself this ...
that it's 11:11 that was our time
It's 11:11 it’s time to say goodbye
It's 11:11
as time runs me by
It’s 11:11, it’s time
Written by PJ Mimo
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About the Creator
P.J Mimo
Canadian Poet & Writer born in Montreal, Quebec
Started writing poetry in 1996 after a failed relationship with a young woman.
Follow me on Facebook @P.JMimoOfficial
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