I am a myriad of emotion
A tower of confusion
I love him,I love him not
I chose self over him yet hate self destruct at his memory
For us time should have stood still
We loved like eternity were our slave
How do you tell time to stop doing its beautiful work?
To stop headbutting us into rooms bigger than ourselves
To stop beckoning us to destiny's call
Time should have stood still
But I guess Grandpa Clock has no favorites
...no matter then
Apr 21, 2018
Apr 21, 2018 at 3:36 AM UTC
I am a myriad of emotion
A tower of confusion
I love him,I love him not
I chose self over him yet hate self destruct at his memory
For us time should have stood still
We loved like eternity were our slave
How do you tell time to stop doing its beautiful work?
To stop headbutting us into rooms bigger than ourselves
To stop beckoning us to destiny's call
Time should have stood still
But I guess Grandpa Clock has no favorites
...no matter then
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