My throat is dry and parched
My head is throbbing fast
My heart pace has quickened
And the clock is ticking past
New Years dings across the town
I look upon it with a frown
Another year to look down to
Another year to frown to
Another 12 months of misery
Another 12 months of history
Quickly I hope the end is near
For now I have all to fear
May the year be over quick
The clock still goes by..
Tick Tick Tick..
Sine Orus Community Member 
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