Tick Tock, Tick Tock,
The sound of the never ending clock,
The clock that sends me into a trance,
The trance that sends my mind back to when I could sing and dance,
...
This tail I tell speaks of the broken man,
The man who never liked change, forced to move four schools,
The man who never liked conflict, knew his dad beat his mom,
The man who longed for love, never even had a kiss,
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Flower Of Humanity
As you gaze down for the edge of the eternal cliff face,
And feast your eyes upon the human race,
You may see evil and corruption on the shoot,
But beauty and wonder lies at the root.