The Last Tick From A Dead ClockA Poem by FreezyPainful truth of realityAt first, it thought it's adored and loved It declared to has found its pair Suddenly, it's stored with no parting word It's upset and full of regret But the funny thing's, it still tried to talk "Tick tock", said the stupid clock Then again, without a second thought she just walked Its inside's truly torn apart, felt like a broken heart It's bored of being ignored, and no longer hope Slowly it stopped ticking, yet she kept walking At the end, it's dead with unsaid love
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