tick tock tick tock the clock seems to slow down, to skip beats tick so does my heart tock the moments last forever tick as things begin to feel hazy tock I had done it tick I just wanted to end it tock the small round pills traveled so nicely down my throat tick all it took was a few too many tock and now time stops and I know I am close Release. but wait, time! come back! I am not ready but it is too late I am losing grip I am gone Awake. Lying in a hospital bed. tick tock tick tock.
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