Topic: Telling Time | |
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The pendulum is swinging lower but
It will rise again with its own momentum Shadows cast by towering, winged demons Become past memories, My reflex of self abuse incarcerated, I reflect upon my greatest enemies While the hands on the clock circumnavigate, Time tells the truth, and What is spoken in a shout, My inner voice speaks louder Drowning the chimes out |
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