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Deviation Actions

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Tick tock tick tock
Where is the clock
That sounds within my head
And all the words
That do occur
With nothing except dread
I cannot feel-
This isn't real
The thoughts they will remain
Until someone
Will be the one
To diminish all this pain
Who can cure
All unpure
And cast away the lies
That do repeat
That same beat
Of all that I despise?
Finished first
I must be cursed
With what they call despair
Help me now-
Don't ask me how
And really- do you care?
Tick tock tick tock
I found the clock
That's deep within my head
It must be fate
That you're too late
My conscience- He is dead

~ From 2006
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leafman22's avatar
if this is written by you, well then, my  respect; i also write poems; and not only that; i sincerlly give you a 10 :) and thanks for your support