Tock Goes the Clock
Tick tick tick
Is what drones in my dreams and at the seams of my sanity
Tick tick tick
All serve the beam with its screaming intensity
Tick tick tick
The midpoints of my life are the focal points of my stress
Tick tick tick
I can’t seem to stop giving up more and reaching for less
Tick tick tick
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