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I wish not only to kill time
I want to torture it first the way it torments me
I want a way to forever still time
Since time makes no more sense to me

The clock portends pain and so much more
A second hand that crawls only to torture me
To pass the time away is an unpleasant chore
One conceived of by damnation and debauchery

The hands of time are a consequence of depravity
Immediate immorality that never dissipates
My days are empty as a canyon or a cavity
Time that aborts comfort with sorrow which never abates

All I have is spare time and time to care about little
I have concern for no loved one who’s there to fill me
The clocks sees me as speciousness and human spittle
And so I want to slay time the way it yearns to kill me
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Date: 8/5/2012 5:01:00 PM
Interesting take on time... kinda makes me think... Terry (& thanks for your kind comments... unfortunately, I'm not very 'musical'...)
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