*Clock On The Wall*
Hands snaked out of the clock
And choked me
Numbers smothered me
Till I drowned
Springs coiled themselves around
My lungs and squeezed
I tried to fight it
But its hands pulled me in
I struck the glass with my fists
Air became scarce
My lungs were scarred
They bled
My fists opened
I collapsed
Time...
... Killed me
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