October 20, 2005 at 7:53 pm
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Its 4am
The clock is ticking
My heart is beating
Tears fall from my eyes
The burning sensation clouds my mind
I cry for reasons unknown to you
A fight
A lose
Stress and what not
Reason you have no purpose to know
So back off and have your own life
~Kanna of the Lillys
Dont get into my life
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October 20, 2005 at 7:27 pm
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My clock glows brightly in the dark
tic-toc-tic-toc
I sit here
tic-toc-tic-toc
It seems to go slower
never stops
tic-toc-tic-toc
I still sit here
the glowing of the clock lights my room
It won’t stop
Trying to go to sleep
It’s only been 7 minutes
but what seems as 2 hours
I feel like I’m in silence
except for the clock
the tic-tocing clock
I close my eyes trying to go to sleep
When I open them again
The clock the never stops
ran out of batteries
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October 20, 2005 at 8:03 am
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My bananas are muchy and brown
Many memories surround their days
I use them as play guns
And as other cool toys
Their lives may be short but they sure enjoy it
MUNCH!
That it the end of this story
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