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Tick Tock

Tick tock
The clock ticks
Letting me know
That you’re still up to your old tricks

I sit
I wait
Anticipate
Your return
From some abyss

Tick tock
My heart stops
With the ring of the bell
A man at my door stutters to
Tell me you are not well
There has been a horrible accident
Hurry if you will

Tick tock
My cars engine gets hot
As I race to make sure they resuscitate

Tick tock
The clock has stopped!
Written by haertshpdbxxxx (autumn)
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