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Tick Tock
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Tick Tock |
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Danielle Member
since 1999-12-01
Posts 80Providence, RI, USA |
The clock goes tick tock, tick tock My brain twirls with thoughts flowing I'm empty inside And I don't know why The clock goes tick tock, tick tock My palms become moist My mouth is dry And I swallow roughly The clock goes tick tock, tick tock Time slips by Nothing ever changes as the days go by I'm miserable And I don't know why The clock goes tick tock, tick tock Someday things will work out That's what people say Trying to believing them is hard The clock goes tick tock, tick tock Lost in a world that holds me down Everyday is a struggle What am I to do Trying to break free From all that holds me down The clock likes to mock me as it goes tick tock, tick tock Maybe some day I'll get up the courage to rip that damn clock off the wall But for now I just sit and listen The days slip by Time moves by slowly And still the clock goes tick tock, tick tock Blessed Be Those Who |
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Dark Poet Member
since 2001-07-22
Posts 99North Carolina, USA |
Have to say I loved this one. Good cannot exist without evil. Darkness I embrace. |
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