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I have a clock that sits in the corner of my room; I sit and watch it day and night - listening to it |
I have a clock that sits in the corner of my room; I sit and watch it day and night - listening to it ticking... |
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Tick tock... |
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Tick tock... |
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I watch the clock hands move until I finally snap. I take the clock hands and remove them - to stop the ticking of the |
I watch the clock hands move until I finally snap. I take the clock hands and remove them - to stop the ticking of the clock... |
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Tick |
Tick tock... |
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Tick |
Tick tock... |
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The clock keeps ticking. I can't take it |
The clock keeps ticking. I can't take it anymore... |
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Tick tock... |
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Tick tock... |
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I can hear my heart beating in time with the ticking of that infernal clock. |
I can hear my heart beating in time with the ticking of that infernal clock. |
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Tick tock... |
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Tick tock... |
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The sound if deafening, I look around and find a knife. |
The sound if deafening, I look around and find a knife. |
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Tick tock... |
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Tick tock... |
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I plunge the knife into my chest; I feel a stabbing pain - then sweet relief. |
I plunge the knife into my chest; I feel a stabbing pain - then sweet relief. |
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Tick tock... |
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{{by|Big Sauce}} |
{{by|Big Sauce}} |
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Revision as of 10:46, 30 August 2023
I have a clock that sits in the corner of my room; I sit and watch it day and night - listening to it ticking...
Tick tock...
Tick tock...
I watch the clock hands move until I finally snap. I take the clock hands and remove them - to stop the ticking of the clock...
Tick tock...
Tick tock...
The clock keeps ticking. I can't take it anymore...
Tick tock...
Tick tock...
I can hear my heart beating in time with the ticking of that infernal clock.
Tick tock...
Tick tock...
The sound if deafening, I look around and find a knife.
Tick tock...
Tick tock...
I plunge the knife into my chest; I feel a stabbing pain - then sweet relief.
Tick tock...
Tick tock...
Credited to Big Sauce
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