Tuesday, May 26, 2015

Tick, Tick, Tick.

The clock keeps on ticking,
You're no longer here,
Your bones will disapear,
Yet the clock keeps on ticking,
The linger you left,
Has been stolen by fresh air,
When the clock keeps on clicking,
Dust to dust and ashes to ashes,
I still see your face in flashes,
Now the clock keeps on ticking,
These things drive me insane,
I can not begin to explain,
Why the clock keeps on ticking,
Its in the asking for reasons,
That I find no peace,
As the clock keeps on ticking,
Is anyone ever save at all?
Or able to be rescued from the fall...
No, the clock keeps on ticking,
Tick, tack, tick, tack, tick, tack.

The clock keeps ticking,
As the universe was dripping,
From the dust in her hair,
On to the universe's somewhere.
























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