T.i.c.k.t.o.c.k.

by rebecah   Jan 22, 2006


As the clock's hands tick
we all slowly disapear
are lives are slowly fading
but we should not fear

this is inevitable
there's nothing we can do
soon we all will die
it's somthing we go through

so live your life the best you can
follow your heart and soul
and do all you want
or your life will be black as coal

so listen to opinions
but don't make them your own
you have your own brain too
so follow your heart alone

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