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Tick Clock

I grow, I breathe, I exhale, I die I learn, I teach, I provail when I try Crawled, walked, fell down then cried I slept then awoke just to ask God why? Tick clock tick tock my brother is now born Next, two sisters later the family is now formed We love each other dearly the feeling is all warm But when push comes to shove the family is now torn. I look upon my watch and I notice how time flies Not when having fun but when ken folks die When ken folk cry it's makes a stronger man Tick clock tick tock I see the grains of sand.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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