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Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock

Can you hear it?
It's beautiful...

Some can only continue to live in their sanity,
Others **** for their piece of mind,
And whilst I live to save humanity,
Am I killing what's most hard to find?

Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock

I can still hear it,
Can't you?
It won't stop,
I don't think it ever will,
But still,
It continues,

Why must you go on?
I'm too far behind,
It's almost like your gone,
Because again,
You're simply hard to find,
If only I knew you were right in front of me,
I wouldn't be so lost,

Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock*

Do you hear that?
It just keeps on ticking,
No, not the clock,
Not this time,
There's another...

What time is it?
However the story ends is up to you. But life will go on with or without you. Remember that... Always.

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Trilla™
Jevon Cuthbert
Grace Pickard Mar 2014
Beside the window sits chirping
Chirping
Chirping
Birds! I'm trying to write. DBQ... FRQ..... Fml...
Starting-
passing by the sun hides behind the top of the sky
Noon- I'm trapped
Black
white
Colorless ideas and sights
"Opinions" used to persuade the guard to mark down you did all right in your studies
Adolescents- slaves to your presence
Obey the clock
Tick
       Tock
Tick
       Tock
Tick
"talk" speak your mind as long as I agree
God forbid,
My mind wanders
Far away lands,
Flowers unsold
People oh so bold
Love un-withhold
                        Stories untold
Take hold!
Wake up!
Absorb this!
My soul is invalid...as I am a slave to sick, adolescent oppression
Education is just memorization.
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