This clock ticks,
This clock ticks while i sharpen sticks,
To stab out my eyes,
So that i cant see her filthy lies,
Knowing that older people die,
I'm wishing my life away this time.
My heart beats,
My heart beats like the drunken fathers,
Who beat their children,
But one day these kids will grow up,
And get even.
My emotions,
My emotions crash,
Crash like the waves that took you away from me,
Damn them is all i could say,
But im drowning,
Drowning in an "i dont need you" kind of way.
But this clock ticks,
This clock ticks my life away,
With soundless waves,
Of beaten faces.
Filthy people,
Ugly places,
We walk around like fragile,
Clock ticking vases.
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Tuesday, December 29, 2009
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