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[aid] => mick
[title] => Tic... Toc... Tic... Toc
[time] => 2004-11-18 01:56:50
[hometext] => This is the final countdown of the seconds of death's bloody clock... Tic... Toc... I just envision this is what it would be for someone who desperately wants to take their own life... This is just my take on it ... nothing more ... nothing less...
[bodytext] => Tic... Toc... Tic... Toc Beats the angry clock I hear the sound As my pained... anguished head spins all about... round and round Tic... Toc... Tic... Toc Beats the angry clock It has all come down to this.... There is nothing in this life... I'm going to miss Tic... Toc... Tic... Toc Beats the angry clock For all has been lost... There's nothing left to be tossed Tic... Toc... Tic... Toc Beats the angry clock The years have all been a dream Just one of life's devilish schemes Tic... Toc... Tic... Toc Beats the angry clock I have nothing more to live for... Nothing more... as I make my hasty departure through life's backdoor Tic... Toc... Tic... Toc Beats the angry clock I'm just a poor soul... who's lived life alone No lives were saved... not even my own... Tic... Toc... Tic... Toc Beats the angry clock My heart has been broken... by those I've loved Now... push has finally come to shove Tic... Toc... Tic... Toc Beats the angry clock This is it... it's finally over... said and done This soul is finally free to run Tic... Toc... Tic... Toc Beats the angry clock Fleeing a life... full of heartache and pain Oh... how this life has driven me insane Tic... Toc... Tic... Toc Beats the angry clock Gun in hand... I'm ready to take my stand... Tic... Toc... Tic... Toc Beats the angry clock I'll stand before my maker... And I'll hear Him say... "You're a life taker! DEPART FROM ME... YOU WICKED DEVIL... I KNEW YE NOT!!! Because Hell is where you're going to rot!" Tic... Toc... Tic... Toc Beats the angry clock The days seem like hours... The hours seem like minutes... The minutes seem like seconds... Tic... Toc... Tic... Toc Beats the angry clock With the pull of the trigger... My life is magnified bigger... Tic... Toc... Tic... Toc Beats the angry clock Exploding... expanding in... and then out... and then in... again 'Til there is nothing left... my dear... dear friends Tic... Toc... Tic... Toc Beats the angry clock This is the final countdown of the seconds of death's bloody clock Tic... Toc... [comments] => 2 [counter] => 164 [topic] => 36 [informant] => kidpoet_213 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => Suicide )
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