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And there’s no other way to get out
Unless you do the one thing you have been dreading in the first place.
It will happen, it’s a fact of life
But your clock will keep ticking until its time to go
All you can do is wait for the devil to show up
Who knows what will happen
Some people think of it as a positive
A whole new experience

Why?

You no longer can see the things that make up the pieces of your heart
Or what is going to happen the day you won’t be able to see it
Paradise? Who knows
But to me paradise is something new, exciting and out of this world
How is that even possible without the ones that form that smile on your face

We’re trapped in a danger zone
With the air holes slowly closing up
Until one by one, they close up, and all that’s left are the memories
If we’re lucky.
But once that time bomb stops ticking
The big explosion opens a brand new door
But to what?

Tick. Tick. Tick.
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Trapped.
Date: Thursday, 4th March 2010 @ 11:11:48 AM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: alice-x
It’s like you have been sentenced
And there’s no other way to get out
Unless you do the one thing you have been dreading in the first place.
It will happen, it’s a fact of life
But your clock will keep ticking until its time to go
All you can do is wait for the devil to show up
Who knows what will happen
Some people think of it as a positive
A whole new experience

Why?

You no longer can see the things that make up the pieces of your heart
Or what is going to happen the day you won’t be able to see it
Paradise? Who knows
But to me paradise is something new, exciting and out of this world
How is that even possible without the ones that form that smile on your face

We’re trapped in a danger zone
With the air holes slowly closing up
Until one by one, they close up, and all that’s left are the memories
If we’re lucky.
But once that time bomb stops ticking
The big explosion opens a brand new door
But to what?

Tick. Tick. Tick.


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