Life and Clocks

The clock is ticking nonstop the never-ending rhythm going tic tock The hands have reached the time they must stop and now I must go and start a new clock The rhythm will come again and again The tic tocing clock beating notes in my head With sad times and good times and places to see I will be here I just wont be me.When somebody dies you always will cry but one thing to remember Is life’s like a clock it tics and it tocks, You live and you die.

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