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Little Ticking clock
written by Lovely_Suicide04:20 AM 9/10/04Ridding my self of this pain
Sticking a knife into my vein
Listening as it rains
My little ticking clock beginning to drive me insane
5 minutes pass
Still watching as it rains down on the glass
Feeling so small
Waiting for the last blood drop to fall
10 minutes pass on my little ticking clock
Listening to it
Tick, Tock, Tick, tock
I glance at it and see that it's 1 o'clock
An hour goes by
And i begin to cry
I scream out why
But i hear no reply
Four hours are gone
And it reaches dawn
I give out a yawn
My life passing like a swan
Tick,Tock, Tick, Tock
I fall onto the floor
I bang my head on the corner of the bed causing a sore
But that i ignore
Blood splashing onto my little ticking clock
Still tick, tocking normally
Witnessing this death
Tick, tock, tick, tock
The clock whispers
'she's dead'. |
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:(death is so easy
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