Tick,
tock
goes the clock:
another day goes by.
Tick,
tock
goes the clock;
nearing the edge
and slipping off the ledge
we fall and say goodbye.
Down,
down
to the ground
we fall to a
darker tomorrow.
Yet tick,
tock
goes the clock:
our steady beat of sorrow.
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A Little Bit of Happiness, A Little Bit of Joy
PoetryPoems for the soul or whatever you feel like. Most of them are happy because that's nice, right? Anyway, these are just fun little poems about all sorts of things. If you want you can even make a request on a subject or style! Except suicide or self...
