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Tick tock goes the clock
For the girl, she was murdered
Tick tock goes the clock
The tree man, he saved her
Tick tock goes the clock
Your time is fading faster
Tick tock goes the clock
Your death is her source of laughter
Tick tock goes the clock
For the girl, She hurts her father
Tick tock goes the clock
For he turned her into a monster
Tick tock goes the clock
For the lost child he saved
Tick tock goes the clock
Before the shadow's take her away...
For the girl, she was murdered
Tick tock goes the clock
The tree man, he saved her
Tick tock goes the clock
Your time is fading faster
Tick tock goes the clock
Your death is her source of laughter
Tick tock goes the clock
For the girl, She hurts her father
Tick tock goes the clock
For he turned her into a monster
Tick tock goes the clock
For the lost child he saved
Tick tock goes the clock
Before the shadow's take her away...
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Liu's Poem
Dearest, Jeffrey,
How clueless you are
You think that I'm gone
You think that I'm far.
But you see,
That isn't fair.
While you live,
I feel insnared.
You've done all these things
Without any pain.
And what do I do?
Simply watch in dismay.
I've done what I had
But all for a cause
Even as I write this,
I must take a pause.
What others have said
About me forgiving you
Well all are just lies
That you haven't seen through.
Oh, little brother
You weren't always like this
But, in a way, I'm glad
For now I can see it.
Who you really are now.
And that you'll never change
No matter the body count
No matter the range.
Just kn
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A Haiku from Ticci Toby
Clockwork is my girl!
Why do I keep getting shipped
With all these damn Sues?!
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Music Box Paranoia
It was a sunny day in the city. The temperature was above eighty without a cloud in the sky. A boy named Damon Grey walked home in the heat. His blonde hair, blinding passerby's, his blue-grey eyes hidden behind some protective lenses wearing his usual torn jeans, red shirt and his leather backpack. He hated the heat but normally shrugged it off. It was his mom's choice to move here not his.
It was just after 3 o'clock and the high school he attended just let the teenage demons from their cage. He moved along the crowd down the street, his house was seven blocks from the school. On days like this it was the longest 20 minutes of his life
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