Tick-tock
Said the clock
Words rumbled
Then crumbled
Mind went crazy
And a little bit hazy
Nothing seemed to add up
Just a bunch of crap
End the line now
However, how?
Took the bullet
Drank the poisoned tea
Still, here I am
Living wild, but not so free
Don't know how long I will last
Now that I've become a broken crust
Running on this rustic path
Having no vision of what's ahead
All I know is I'm not yet dead
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