Tick Tock
Tick tock, tick tock,
my hands are on my face
And no matter how many of me you break
my rules are still in place
Tick tock, tick tock,
I continue, without a doubt
Round and round, without a sound
until your time's run out
Copyright © Anna Nomaly | Year Posted 2016
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