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Clock


Bearer of bad news

Ender of dreams

It all started when my eyes got droopy

I drifted, I fell, and slumber was mine

Before I knew it, it was time

Time to awake, for the day to begin

But all I want is to sleep in

However you had a different idea

To awake me with your annoying habits

Your screaming, your wining, your bossing around

I just want to unplug you, or at least turn you down

Either you die, or you stop

because I can't handler you anymore,

Alarm Clock

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