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[title] => Time
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[bodytext] => Do the hands of time ever cease Can they but pause to catch their breath No the giant clock holds lifes lease And keeps on ticking until death Lo, the giant clock tower stands In the heart of this cold city Strong and powerful are its hands Forever filled with apathy For what happens on the outside Matters not to the hands of time You flashback dreams of suicide See the winding clock, hear its chime Do the hands of time ever pause Can they for just once try to bend Ever living unwritten laws That govern life until the end You think between the tick and tock How you’ve been dead through all these years Looking out the face of the clock Waiting, listening to the gears The time has come, its ten to ten Your head outside, between the hands Comes clean off as they meet again And no one could care where it lands No the hands of time never hold Every night they just keep turning As all mankind grows weak and old And fun’ral fires keep on burning. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 165 [topic] => 36 [informant] => MrMojoRisin [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 14 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Suicide )
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