Our relationship is becoming too toxic
We can't continue this way
Once the clock strikes twelve
We'd lose ourselves
To the darkness
But we can overcome this you say
But can we?
I don't think we can
How did we end up like this?
We started like the perfect couple
Never arguing and always helping each other
But now every midnight, we get at each other's throat
Nobody knows what's wrong with us
You think that we became cursed
I think it's absurd
All we know is...
Once the clock strikes twelve
One of us ends up dead
And we start the process over again....
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Once The Clock Strikes Twelve
PoetryA poem about a couple who ends up in a disastrous problem with no way out whenever the clock strikes twelve
