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Dec 2012
The sound of my destruction
                                                Tick
                                                      Tick
                                                           Tick
I know it rest within me
I hear it day and night
Just ticking away
Like the hours on the clock
                                                Tick
                                                      Tick
                                                            Tick
It has became annoying
Never ending
I wonder when it will go off
So the pain will disappear
                                                Tick
                                                      Tick
                                                            Tick
I wish I had the button
To press it myself
But I noticed everytime I grow angery
Another minute falls off
                                                Tick
                                                      Tick
                                                            Tick
Such an aggravating sound indeed
But as I try to write
And hope the words I use
Capture a glimpse of what goes on in my mind
                                                Tick
                                                      Tick
                                                           BOOM!!!!!!!!!!!
The world goes white
Then red
As my blood and flesh
Paint every corner

No more pain
Just more bodies
The bodies of those who have always judged me
This is what you created

And with its detonation
Your death came to be
Ticking was my rage
Ticking was my tolerance
                                                 Tick
                                                       Tick
                                                             Ticking no more
Robert Guerrero
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Robert Guerrero
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