Click Clack the water is black!~

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We fall back into the same patterns,

same routines,

but your temper's just as bad as mine is.

You're the same as me,

I'll hold your throat

And keep you dear in my heart

Just know I'll love you

Though death shan't be far apart

Your breaths getting shallow

Just know that im sorry

Shh we can fix this, just don't dally

My heads starting to hurt

My skins getting colder.

The people, they're speaking with such a great fervour

They're shouting, yelling TELL THEM TO STOP.

Why aren't you moving?

I'm counting down the clock

Tic toc

The ringing won't stop.

Someone's tapping, or are they clapping?

PLEASE HELP THE SINGING IS LOUDER

A BALLAD OF LIBITINA MAKE IT STOP

BEFORE I CUT DEEPER

Drip drop, the water clots

The sound has stopped

And so has the clock

All I see is red

The colour of the moon?

Or perhaps the sound of  a lament at noon

A thin smile ghosts my face

As I lay down slowly drip drop the water  cools

You and I we're the same you see

The same patterns. the same routines.

I only wished ...

you could live to see

after all, you tempers just as bad as me~


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