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Tick, tock. Tick, tock
Sitting here listening to the seconds pass
To my life becoming shorter
Tick, tock
Dreading every second
Not wanting to grow old
Tick, tock
With every breth, every heartbeat
I grow older
Every second, minute, and hour
Bringing me closer, closer to death
- by Poisoned Plum |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 05/22/2012 |
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- Title: Tick, Tock
- Artist: Poisoned Plum
- Description: I wrote this when I was thinking about how I don't want to grow up. And how I'm afraid of leaving high school.
- Date: 05/22/2012
- Tags: tick tock
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