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The Clock is striking midnight again.
Tick
Let the sound fill you with a wary feeling that you cannot explain.
Tock
Let your senses fill you up with warnings as the night comes to an end.
Tick.
Let every ghost from the past that was, open up their lungs and sing along.
Tock.
Sweeping you off your feet and throwing you brutally to the floor.
Tick Tock Tick Tock
The clock is striking midnight again.
Tick
Let the dolls with glass eye's (Dead eye's that stare forever) draw you in.
Tock.
Let the music play from the ancient piano (No one is sitting their) But that doesn't have to mean it cannot begin.
Tick
Playing music horribly so no earthly tongue can sing along (Such a horrible song.)
Tock.
Listen to the night as it comes alive, this curse has come upon you and now we'd have to say so long
(So Long.)
Tick Tock Tick Tock
The clock is striking midnight again.
Tick.
(Your screaming and it adds such a lovely touch.)
Tock.
You hope your dreaming and your in denial and darling that's alright with us.
Tick.
But now dear you must say your prayers for your time is almost done.
Tock.
Your screaming peters off to silence (right along with the music)
Tick Tock Tick Tock.
The clock is striking 12:01.

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Tick (Tock)

Contributed by ForeverAndADay on Friday, 11th March 2005 @ 06:09:01 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry

Tick Tock Tick Tock
The Clock is striking midnight again.
Tick
Let the sound fill you with a wary feeling that you cannot explain.
Tock
Let your senses fill you up with warnings as the night comes to an end.
Tick.
Let every ghost from the past that was, open up their lungs and sing along.
Tock.
Sweeping you off your feet and throwing you brutally to the floor.
Tick Tock Tick Tock
The clock is striking midnight again.
Tick
Let the dolls with glass eye's (Dead eye's that stare forever) draw you in.
Tock.
Let the music play from the ancient piano (No one is sitting their) But that doesn't have to mean it cannot begin.
Tick
Playing music horribly so no earthly tongue can sing along (Such a horrible song.)
Tock.
Listen to the night as it comes alive, this curse has come upon you and now we'd have to say so long
(So Long.)
Tick Tock Tick Tock
The clock is striking midnight again.
Tick.
(Your screaming and it adds such a lovely touch.)
Tock.
You hope your dreaming and your in denial and darling that's alright with us.
Tick.
But now dear you must say your prayers for your time is almost done.
Tock.
Your screaming peters off to silence (right along with the music)
Tick Tock Tick Tock.
The clock is striking 12:01.

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Re: Tick (Tock) (User Rating: 1 )
by eden on Friday, 11th March 2005 @ 06:14:54 PM AEST
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I actually did like this one. I like poems that have a rhythm. I do have one suggestion that might give it a little bit of fluidity, it would be neat if all the sentences with the exclusion of the midnight one and the tick tocks had the same amount of syllables.

Re: Tick (Tock) (User Rating: 1 )
by AmyLee4Ever on Sunday, 3rd July 2005 @ 01:08:17 PM AEST
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The contant ticks and tocks were a bit distracting, but everything else of the poem was pretty good.
Jodi

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