Drip Drip Drop
The rain is crashing against my dirty old window.
The raindrops is stuck on my window and the sun is not there anymore.
Where did my sun go? It's not here anymore. I want it back.
But some things are just gone forever.
But you can always pray for it to come back.
Please.
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Tic - Toc
PoetryTic - Toc. This clock will never stop. Tic - Toc. This clock drives me insane. Tic - Toc. This clock will be my death. Tic - Toc. This clock will never stop. Tic -Toc. Please make it stop. -- Just my poetry in a book --
