Tick tock
Time is ticking by.
Tick tock tick tock.
Like a clock.
Time is rushing on by.
Tick tock death is near.
Don't play it by ear.
Tick tock my life is nearly done.
Ticktock my life has almost gone.
Life is not always fun.
Razor to wrists.
Knife to throat.
Vodka and pills swallowed.
Life has beaten me.
It had won in the end
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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