Monday, May 23, 2011

hurtling through

i don't like how time makes me brood
time fucks me up with her numbers
i don't got time,,she owns me
it's tick tick and lick lick;;been getting licked subliminally since my inception
time,,she's a mean soundtrack
i think she's invisible
she twirls and swirls and envelopes all us misery stamped souls
times are a changing and time she's bewitching
oh how infinite is this paranoia
i'm more jaded everyday
and my memory just serves to confirm my decrepitude

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