Drip Drip Drop

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written by Aj

Tick tock, tick tock,

drip, drip, drip , drop

the wolves howl

looking for you,

on the rainy nights,

moon full and blue.

Drip, drip, drop,

tick tick tick tock,

your running,

and running out of time,

running away from the ghosts,

the ghosts who stalk you.

Drip, drip, drop,

tick, tick, tick tock,

falling in mud,

lossing your grip,

soon they will get you,

your time will run out,

and it won't just be water drip drip dropping anymore.

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