tick tock tick tock, sanity runs from the clock. and who is there to catch the time, who can i make mine.
i keep watching the fleeting moments as a tree grows and die, any i fell longing to go where time flys.
earnest tidings flow like lava,making no seance as it hardens. the stone that is left is that of the hearts of men.
tick tock tick tock, no ones left to stand the test of time, only monuments left behind. and i amd still siting watching time fly
autumn summer spring. and it all falls, and who am I to stop it all. the fires brighten me soul the ice soothes my pain
tick tock tick tock, am I god or am I insane
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