Just a Doll

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Just a Doll

Tick tock from a clock, as time moves backwards I hear the ticking from a clock.
Tick tock from a clock, the girl sits silently in the dark.
Tick, silence is broken, Tock, you barely hear a name.
Tick, Alice; Tock, kill Alice.
You feel a blade around your neck, a shiver runs down your back.
Tick, in the mirror you see your life,
Tock, and in an instant you see the end of your life.
Tick, the girl sits as a tear of blood runs down her cheek, Tock, she say's I am but a doll.
Tick tock from the clock.

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Crush commented on Just a Doll

10-20-2009

creepy, weird, scary and last but not least, pretty damn cool.

When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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