The time is now
The happenstance is palpable
The feeling inescapable
Of this fake row
Coincidence and irony
Will belittle such harmony
So take a bow
The outcome staged
Life is a ball of confusion
Charm the key to the illusion
Emotions raged
Like pangs of flawless buggery
Fading in the skulduggery
Empathy caged
A manic mind
In truth, it feels rather subtle
A melancholy rebuttal
To your vain kind
I shall fall and rise once again
I will be victorious then
The heart is blind
The end of time
Frees the burning desire inside
Sleeping dogs lie holding their pride
The clock will chime
Your life seems lost in the sorrow
There’s not always a tomorrow
So pay your dime
Jun 14, 2017
Jun 14, 2017 at 4:21 AM UTC
The time is now
The happenstance is palpable
The feeling inescapable
Of this fake row
Coincidence and irony
Will belittle such harmony
So take a bow
The outcome staged
Life is a ball of confusion
Charm the key to the illusion
Emotions raged
Like pangs of flawless buggery
Fading in the skulduggery
Empathy caged
A manic mind
In truth, it feels rather subtle
A melancholy rebuttal
To your vain kind
I shall fall and rise once again
I will be victorious then
The heart is blind
The end of time
Frees the burning desire inside
Sleeping dogs lie holding their pride
The clock will chime
Your life seems lost in the sorrow
There’s not always a tomorrow
So pay your dime
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