Tick Tock
She bites her tongue..
Tick Tock
He knows she's too young..
Tick Tock
Her flowered top..
Tick Tock
Make him stop..
Tick Tock
With no finesse..
Tick Tock
A bloody mess..
Tick Tock
Her body he drags..
Tick Tock
Pieces in bags..
Tick Tock
Her parents wait..
Tick Tock
But they were too late.
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Author:
Aryana Rogers (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: April 12th, 2018 13:17
- Comment from author about the poem: This poem can be triggering.
- Category: Sad
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Comments2
not sure about this one.
It doesn't have to mean something to everyone, I respect your opinion.
thank you.
I like the sense of suspense from the tick tock. It's seems simply complex. Great piece
Thank you so much.
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