Tick, Tock,
Your heart is like clockwork.
It ticks to the beat of time.
But what happens when the gears have broken?
Do you start to loose your mind?
Tic, Tock,
My heart was like clockwork.
Complex and divine.
Till they tore it apart.
Dissected, dismembered it.
And now its come the time.
Tick, Tock,
My heats like clockwork.
If you break it its bound to stop.
So if you please,
Please do me a favour,
And wind my broken clock.
Tick tock,
I have an idea,
And idea I think, devine.
Maybe my gears will stop hurting,
If we just go back in time.
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