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This one was an assignment for school. Both the picture above and the poetry, I mean.
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The beating, like a clock ticking down until his end
Every second growing longer than the last
Like a clock
Like a clock
The sounds; the ticking! In my head or out loud, it plays
Again and again and again
Like a clock; it never stops
Everything around me closing in; make it stop, make it stop!
How can they not hear? Are they deaf? It's so loud!
Enemies I've made and enemies I'll make-
Are they mocking me? What do I do- what do I do?!
Racing around the room, back and forth, back and forth, back and forth- make it stop!
Tormenting me- it is, it is! Until I break; tear open the curtains! Shed light on the dark, horrid truth.
Hoped you... Enjoyed it? I mean this book is really just a place for me to put things. It'd be cool and all if people did enjoy it and really cool if it got popular, but that's not really the reason why this is here.
Please don't copy or steal.
-me
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PoetryPlease do not copy or steal anything in here. This is just some poetry and other things I've written in the past and some that I'll probably add later on. Also, the cover is my original photography.
