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The clock ticks. Silence. The clock tocks. Footsteps. Ticks. Slow,
shuffling feet. Tocks. The rattle of keys. Tick. A lock turning. Tock.
A drawer opens. Tick. A sharp metal click. Tock. The clock ticks. A
door opening. The clock tocks. Voices and laughter. Ticks. Sharp,
clicking heels. Tocks. Loud, thumping shoes. Tick. A laugh cut short.
Tock. A gasp. Tick. A sob. Tock. The clock ticks. Music playing. The
clock tocks. Quiet weeping. Ticks. A pastor speaking. Tocks. A gunshot
echoes soundlessly. Tick. For him, there is silence. Tock. It is
empty. Black. Tick. There is only one sound. Tock.The clock ticks.
Silence. The clock tocks. Footsteps. Ticks. Slow, shuffling feet.
Tocks. The rattle of keys. Tick. A lock turning. Tock. A drawer opens.
Tick. A sharp metal click. Tock. The clock ticks. A door opening. The
clock tocks. Voices and laughter. Ticks. Sharp, clicking heels. Tocks.
Loud, thumping shoes. Tick. A laugh cut short. Tock. A gasp. Tick. A
sob. Tock. The clock ticks. Music playing. The clock tocks. Quiet
weeping. Ticks. A pastor speaking. Tocks. A gunshot echoes
soundlessly. Tick. For him, there is silence. Tock. It is empty.
Black. Tick. There is only one sound. Tock.I think we're tearing apart
I hate to say this We were like art Which I now miss You're older I'm
just a bit bolder You're more And I look poor I cry While you sigh
Tears Fears Is this how we always were? I lie on my bed Awake You
sleep each night Away We're miles apart It didn't matter then Does it
now? Now I'm crying on the bathroom floor As I read our last
conversation I wish I could, I wish I did, Move on You grew on me I
felt free Now I just can't Just can't Just can't Let you goThe clock
ticks. Silence. The clock tocks. Footsteps. Ticks. Slow, shuffling
feet. Tocks. The rattle of keys. Tick. A lock turning. Tock. A drawer
opens. Tick. A sharp metal click. Tock. The clock ticks. A door
opening. The clock tocks. Voices and laughter. Ticks. Sharp, clicking
heels. Tocks. Loud, thumping shoes. Tick. A laugh cut short. Tock. A
gasp. Tick. A sob. Tock. The clock ticks. Music playing. The clock
tocks. Quiet weeping. Ticks. A pastor speaking. Tocks. A gunshot
echoes soundlessly. Tick. For him, there is silence. Tock. It is
empty. Black. Tick. There is only one sound. Tock.I think we're
tearing apart I hate to say this We were like art Which I now miss
You're older I'm just a bit bolder You're more And I look poor I cry
While you sigh Tears Fears Is this how we always were? I lie on my bed
Awake You sleep each night Away We're miles apart It didn't matter
then Does it now? Now I'm crying on the bathroom floor As I read our
last conversation I wish I could, I wish I did, Move on You grew on me
I felt free Now I just can't Just can't Just can't Let you goI think
we're tearing apart I hate to say this We were like art Which I now
miss You're older I'm just a bit bolder You're more And I look poor I
cry While you sigh Tears Fears Is this how we always were? I lie on my
bed Awake You sleep each night Away We're miles apart It didn't matter
then Does it now? Now I'm crying on the bathroom floor As I read our
last conversation I wish I could, I wish I did, Move on You grew on me
I felt free Now I just can't Just can't Just can't Let you goThe Glow
Of One Such Girl Shes nervous Her confidence out of service Shes
afraid Path strayed Yet she shines Others are intrigued by her
presence Her thoughts omnipresence Baffled by her personality Odd yet
colorful is her mentality You can’t help but be drawn in How bright
her light shines Oh how she defines Her smile bright The very essence
of a sprite The sparkle of her eyes Are much of a surprise But in her
depths somethings’ amiss In her brown bottomless abyss Somethings
missing Theres no use dismissing She wants him Affection miniscule at
the start Her emotions beautiful art Words exchanged Feelings
unknowingly changed Consent forcefully given Time flies And emotion
grows in her eyes Soon her heart makes clear And then begins the fear
She likes him Fear creeps through her heart Pulse off the chart She
wants to hide this feeling More time goes by He doesn’t suspect a
thing Oh how she want to cry Shes balancing on a string Its so very
hard Oh but one such as he Surely feels to a degree The same intensity
But wants to let it be But woe, that personality Drawn in more is he
Does she feel the same? The rising of a flame Yet trying to tame He
fails Giving up he decides No longer he hides He admits defeat Then
one day In lonely May on their way to class What does he want to ask?
Will you go out with me? Bountiful is her glee The adoration in his
eyes As he no longer denies She says yes Bliss Happiness The felicity
of their relationship The joy in their eyes Happy are they And will
continue to stay And it all started with a glow As beautiful as snow
Unrelenting in its throe Yet quite slow Feelings of moe Throwing you
to and fro Be careful though Just thought you should Know I think
we're tearing apart I hate to say this We were like art Which I now
miss You're older I'm just a bit bolder You're more And I look poor I
cry While you sigh Tears Fears Is this how we always were? I lie on my
bed Awake You sleep each night Away We're miles apart It didn't matter
then Does it now? Now I'm crying on the bathroom floor As I read our
last conversation I wish I could, I wish I did, Move on You grew on me
I felt free Now I just can't Just can't Just can't Let you goThe Glow
Of One Such Girl Shes nervous Her confidence out of service Shes
afraid Path strayed Yet she shines Others are intrigued by her
presence Her thoughts omnipresence Baffled by her personality Odd yet
colorful is her mentality You can’t help but be drawn in How bright
her light shines Oh how she defines Her smile bright The very essence
of a sprite The sparkle of her eyes Are much of a surprise But in her
depths somethings’ amiss In her brown bottomless abyss Somethings
missing Theres no use dismissing She wants him Affection miniscule at
the start Her emotions beautiful art Words exchanged Feelings
unknowingly changed Consent forcefully given Time flies And emotion
grows in her eyes Soon her heart makes clear And then begins the fear
She likes him Fear creeps through her heart Pulse off the chart She
wants to hide this feeling More time goes by He doesn’t suspect a
thing Oh how she want to cry Shes balancing on a string Its so very
hard Oh but one such as he Surely feels to a degree The same intensity
But wants to let it be But woe, that personality Drawn in more is he
Does she feel the same? The rising of a flame Yet trying to tame He
fails Giving up he decides No longer he hides He admits defeat Then
one day In lonely May on their way to class What does he want to ask?
Will you go out with me? Bountiful is her glee The adoration in his
eyes As he no longer denies She says yes Bliss Happiness The felicity
of their relationship The joy in their eyes Happy are they And will
continue to stay And it all started with a glow As beautiful as snow
Unrelenting in its throe Yet quite slow Feelings of moe Throwing you
to and fro Be careful though Just thought you should Know The clock
ticks. Silence. The clock tocks. Footsteps. Ticks. Slow, shuffling
feet. Tocks. The rattle of keys. Tick. A lock turning. Tock. A drawer
opens. Tick. A sharp metal click. Tock. The clock ticks. A door
opening. The clock tocks. Voices and laughter. Ticks. Sharp, clicking
heels. Tocks. Loud, thumping shoes. Tick. A laugh cut short. Tock. A
gasp. Tick. A sob. Tock. The clock ticks. Music playing. The clock
tocks. Quiet weeping. Ticks. A pastor speaking. Tocks. A gunshot
echoes soundlessly. Tick. For him, there is silence. Tock. It is
empty. Black. Tick. There is only one sound. Tock.The clock ticks.
Silence. The clock tocks. Footsteps. Ticks. Slow, shuffling feet.
Tocks. The rattle of keys. Tick. A lock turning. Tock. A drawer opens.
Tick. A sharp metal click. Tock. The clock ticks. A door opening. The
clock tocks. Voices and laughter. Ticks. Sharp, clicking heels. Tocks.
Loud, thumping shoes. Tick. A laugh cut short. Tock. A gasp. Tick. A
sob. Tock. The clock ticks. Music playing. The clock tocks. Quiet
weeping. Ticks. A pastor speaking. Tocks. A gunshot echoes
soundlessly. Tick. For him, there is silence. Tock. It is empty.
Black. Tick. There is only one sound.
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clock ticks. Silence. The clock tocks. Footsteps. Ticks. Slow,
shuffling feet. Tocks. The rattle of keys. Tick. A lock turning. Tock.
A drawer opens. Tick. A sharp metal click. Tock. The clock ticks. A
door opening. The clock tocks. Voices and laughter. Ticks. Sharp,
clicking heels. Tocks. Loud, thumping shoes. Tick. A laugh cut short.
Tock. A gasp. Tick. A sob. Tock. The clock ticks. Music playing. The
clock tocks. Quiet weeping. Ticks. A pastor speaking. Tocks. A gunshot
echoes soundlessly. Tick. For him, there is silence. Tock. It is
empty. Black. Tick. There is only one sound. Tock.The clock ticks.
Silence. The clock tocks. Footsteps. Ticks. Slow, shuffling feet.
Tocks. The rattle of keys. Tick. A lock turning. Tock. A drawer opens.
Tick. A sharp metal click. Tock. The clock ticks. A door opening. The
clock tocks. Voices and laughter. Ticks. Sharp, clicking heels. Tocks.
Loud, thumping shoes. Tick. A laugh cut short. Tock. A gasp. Tick. A
sob. Tock. The clock ticks. Music playing. The clock tocks. Quiet
weeping. Ticks. A pastor speaking. Tocks. A gunshot echoes
soundlessly. Tick. For him, there is silence. Tock. It is empty.
Black. Tick. There is only one sound. Tock.The clock ticks. Silence.
The clock tocks. Footsteps. Ticks. Slow, shuffling feet. Tocks. The
rattle of keys. Tick. A lock turning. Tock. A drawer opens. Tick. A
sharp metal click. Tock. The clock ticks. A door opening. The clock
tocks. Voices and laughter. Ticks. Sharp, clicking heels. Tocks. Loud,
thumping



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