Azalea Bluewell


The Death Clock


Tick tock, tick tock
Goes the death clock
Forever it ticks
The hands never stop

Tick tock, tick tock
Goes the death clock
It measures one's lifetime
How long they'll live on

Tick tock, tick tock
Goes the death clock
You'll gawk at it's speed
At how fast it goes

Tick tock, tick tock
Goes the death clock
It doesn't stop for anyone
It goes on and on

For the clockmaster
Of this death clock
Is Death itself

Submitted: Monday, January 27, 2014
Edited: Wednesday, January 29, 2014

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