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Mother Natures Timex

The ticking takes its time Ticking free in ever climb It dictates your way of life As it ticks in ever strife If it chooses to halt its toc My oh my we go in shock For our world will end as stop As we look towards the clock We will see what we wont like As the world stops all the might For the ticking calls the name Of our wings in ever shame If it speeds its rythmic tick Life will flee and run so quick As you lay your last red brick Form a grave to see her prick Roses petals die with haste As the tick increased her pace Now you take it all with grace Although your life sped up with hate Ticking time is up to her Cant control her always blur Vision prays to see the claw Of remorse of devils paw The clock controlling life Ticking slow when your deaths wife Ticking fast when shes all done Soon outlast her when shes gone

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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