I Write Poetry
My future looks grim
My life's on the line
My last few seconds spent in tattered rhyme
Tic Toc 3 minutes to live
Time to spend before I give
Tic toc one last call
Giving you time before I fall
Tic Toc make it fast
Remember these words will be the last
Tic Tic at Death's door
Could've been saved if said before
Tic toc about to out
I hope you know
You've forced this route
The scared man's edge
whole world's ledge
At the brink
Last thoughts to think
Slap to the grind
Man isn't kind
A bearing list of empty why's
From this pain a ranter flies
Screaming down from the top
With his pain that never stopped
Just the man they forgot
Now watch out world here I drop
Like King Kong's climb
The end of the line
Sole thing I'll have as mine
Now take a breath and a hard sigh
Spare a moment just to cry
Take off time do and die
Who was I and why why why
My life's on the line
My last few seconds spent in tattered rhyme
Tic Toc 3 minutes to live
Time to spend before I give
Tic toc one last call
Giving you time before I fall
Tic Toc make it fast
Remember these words will be the last
Tic Tic at Death's door
Could've been saved if said before
Tic toc about to out
I hope you know
You've forced this route
The scared man's edge
whole world's ledge
At the brink
Last thoughts to think
Slap to the grind
Man isn't kind
A bearing list of empty why's
From this pain a ranter flies
Screaming down from the top
With his pain that never stopped
Just the man they forgot
Now watch out world here I drop
Like King Kong's climb
The end of the line
Sole thing I'll have as mine
Now take a breath and a hard sigh
Spare a moment just to cry
Take off time do and die
Who was I and why why why
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