Tick… Tick…

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Tick… Tick… Tick… Tick…
That’s the only sound I hear.
“Tick tick” will be the last thing I ever hear.
The worst of things I know is silence;
It’s when I hear the time tick away.
I don’t know how long I have,
It’s probably not important anyway.

Deep inside, I hear that sound:
Tick, tick, tick, tick
I don’t know what to think of that.
I feel fine, at least I think, my smiles aren’t fake.
Yet, past my skin, behind my soul, I still hear it…
Tick, tick, tick, tick…
Will I last? How long do I have?
What can I do to stay?
I don’t know what else to say,
but “logic” says, ignore it anyway.
Let it tick, let it count down,
Let me just push you away.
You might even think that I don’t care,
But really, that’s not the case.

Tick… Tick… Tick… Tick…
That’s the only sound I used to hear.
I used to wonder what it meant,
But now it’s what I fear…
Goodbye, my friend, I must leave.
I shouldn’t stay here.
No one can save me.
Nothing can see,
It will be soon.
Nobody can–
Sssssssssssss… Boom.

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