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The Toll
A simple Clock
Tolls profound;
deep with fury,
I am found.
Wrecked my life
and torn asunder.
I lay here still
and I wonder...
Would a blade against my throat
Heal this wound;
guard me as a moat;
slice me deep, until I’m found.
Should I ever wake from this dream,
shall I find shores serene?
Or will I discover
the ancient home of my Mother,
She taught me well,
the Arts and Crafts,
with tainted Star;
I mark the hour
that the Clock,
Grandfather great,
tolls with arms
at noon and midnight.
From these wounds,
that I have suffered,
the clock again,
shall never chime
For me and mine.
As I pass
through the gate,
of this,
my death of my own make.
I am met at once with power,
strengthen deep upon my glower.
This is now the time
when the veil is lifted at the chime.
I see all
from this high perch.
Atop a chariot,
clouds, unearthed.
My wrath and fury
upon this verse,
they shall know
my painful curse.
thus do I know now,
The clock chimed so foul,
Not for my eternal soul
but for my enemies; their lives extinguished
a thousand-fold
A simple Clock
Tolls profound;
deep with fury,
I am found.
Wrecked my life
and torn asunder.
I lay here still
and I wonder...
Would a blade against my throat
Heal this wound;
guard me as a moat;
slice me deep, until I’m found.
Should I ever wake from this dream,
shall I find shores serene?
Or will I discover
the ancient home of my Mother,
She taught me well,
the Arts and Crafts,
with tainted Star;
I mark the hour
that the Clock,
Grandfather great,
tolls with arms
at noon and midnight.
From these wounds,
that I have suffered,
the clock again,
shall never chime
For me and mine.
As I pass
through the gate,
of this,
my death of my own make.
I am met at once with power,
strengthen deep upon my glower.
This is now the time
when the veil is lifted at the chime.
I see all
from this high perch.
Atop a chariot,
clouds, unearthed.
My wrath and fury
upon this verse,
they shall know
my painful curse.
thus do I know now,
The clock chimed so foul,
Not for my eternal soul
but for my enemies; their lives extinguished
a thousand-fold
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Many Thanks for the inspiration.
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Time Kills Us AllNo I'm not okay
Everyone leaves me
Vicariously living
Every time something bad happens
Return to the same place again
Going far away from here
On a car ride to no where
Inside my mind a war is raging
No one can save me
Get the hell away from me already
Tonight maybe my last night
Only tomorrow can tell
Becoming more impatient by the day
Everyone is still gone
Only if I could of been a better liar
Killing myself wouldn't solve anything
At least that's what they
Yearning to bring myself to the edge of the cliff
Another day passes
Gaining more self hatred
Again I stare at the clock
Inside I feel nothing at all
Never get close to me again.
Many Thanks for the inspiration.
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