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The Clock

The clock ticks life away
and it ticks away my chances with you
it destroys every coming day
and tears my happiness in two
so, now i fear my chances are slipping
slipping further from my grasp
my world in which i exist is slowly tipping
how long can all of this last?

All i want is just one chance
but i just can't beat the clock
you just won't give me that tell tale glance
i walk up to the door and knock
you answer then shut the door in my face
and it hurts like nothing before
now it seems like i have a taste
of a pain that exists once more.

Time has run its last hour
now i have to admit that i've lost
the voices in my head have got louder
suicide looks to be the cost
the clock has done what it set out to do
it has destroyed me
now i say this one last thing to you
I'M SORRY......

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  • Not-The-Sun silver member
    August 18

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    aw the ending is so sad "and it hurts like nothing before / now it seems like i have a taste / of a pain that exists once more" is a really good set of lines good title, nice and simple. i never thought of a clock to be so destructive but you wrote this very well