Tic-toc
Tic-toc
How it cycles so
How it does go
Patterns never change
Tic tic tic
The hands must tick awayCan't be sway
Our moments goHow subjective
The clock liesOur moments could not linger; no more
And so it tics away
Like clockwork
Always goingGo go go
Tic tok
Tic tok
Moments wash away through the sandHourglass sweep down down down
And up up upTic-toc
Tic-tocThe moments spin and spin
With no rest
Time will go on
Idle hands must never rest
It's clockworkThe pattern will repeat
As it always does
It must cycle throughTic-toc
Tic-tocThe clock does lie
Moments don't stay
Time will always move
Away from us
Me
YouTic-toc
Time will sway
Away from meOur moments gone
As the hands ticks awayPatterns never end
But moments do part away
With the tic tok of the clockTic
Toc
Tic toc
The clock does work
The clock will never settleAnd as it must
Moves away
Since moments can't be kept away
Lose the longing
As it settlesClocks do lie
Patterns never die
Must cycle throughAnd as it go
Now it must go
Can't be settled
For clocks do lieMoments drift away
Hands must tick away
Form us
You
MeThe clock will tick
As it must
Move on
Moment don't lastThe life will tic tok
Away form us
As it mustThe hands will do its job
Ticking by
As it mustAs it is
Clockwork awayAs it is
Clockwork away
Indeed
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Moments between life and death
PoésieOne hundred poems. Love, Hope, Faith, Youth, Wordily, Magic, Emotions, Raw,