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All day I just want to lay
Here lonely,
With sad songs playing
Tears making the journey
To the ground
My stomach tight
No food in sight

Hurting is odd
Unlike me
All that I'm saying
Seems useless

There are no good excuses
This pain is ruthless
You've taken it to far,
Here we go another time,
Your trying to ruin lives,
That have committed no crime.

You lie,
You deceit,
You trick,
You Cheat,

Theres nothing good to what you do,
Nor is their justification in your actions,
You will get whats coming to you one day,
For this tiny sense of satisfaction.

I hope that you know,
You've done this far to much,
You will soon be brought down,
And feel the un-ruling touch.

So take this as a gesture,
As a poke at what you've done,
And maybe see what your doing,
And how quickly you will have no sun.

On one final note,
There's something you should know,
Your actions have consequences,
And soon your life will be to show.
 Oct 2011 Lola Sanchez
elan eden
With ghastly cries the clock doth bound
Every sound to earth and ground
Only it sees times grim rounds
Clock! Have mercy on this soul
Once a child now I'm old
The grave outside will soon have bones
Let death not vist to this home
Clock! Go to time and plead my case
Let this life be not erased
Let me slip through times cracks untraced
Let me keep my youths young face
Clock! You tick without a word
Do you not comprehend whats heard?
And earth! For time you must have cure
For you stay pure and so unturned
And I grew weak with thoughts absurd
Clock! I understand your chains
That time may only have reins
But still I'll look to find a way
To cheat on time and shed my fate
With ghastly cries the clock doth bound
Every sound to earth and ground

— The End —