Topic: Melting Clock | |
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Tick tock tick tock
Running faster and faster Before her eyes Slowly she begins to realize It is not time that moves so quickly ahead It is simply the thoughts that swim in her head Trying to slow them down, catch up with her own mind Its like she is constantly falling and tumbling behind Tick tock tick tock Echoes the clock, so loud so brash Her thoughts now begin to clash She picks the discarded seconds off the floor Hoping against hope that she can buy more Time, ever elusive, cannot be boughten This simple fact she has forgotten Her thoughts now built up inside Slowly slowly time begins to slide T i c k t o c k t i c k t o c k Oozing and dripping, she sees the melting clock Time has now stopped.......... |
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something familiar here...
time flows ![]() |
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