He leaves his house due to the sound of the clocks ticks and tocks.
The clocks ever reminding him of time slipping by
Days roll off like breaths in a short walk around the block.
This man is over tocked.
It has become his tick.
His mind locks up
with the sounds of tick and tock
Oct 21, 2014
Oct 21, 2014 at 8:32 AM UTC
He leaves his house due to the sound of the clocks ticks and tocks.
The clocks ever reminding him of time slipping by
Days roll off like breaths in a short walk around the block.
This man is over tocked.
It has become his tick.
His mind locks up
with the sounds of tick and tock
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