Tick Tock...
The world I live in has become cracked, just like me,
Why must I seek out such a shattered vision of a dream?
An eternal sleep with no kiss of love to awaken me from my pain,
Shall god cry tears of rain and sobs of thunder for me?
I have become almost a mirror image of my own falings,
My confusion is but a dropp in this bleak ocean of existance,
Yet I do not believe in God almighty, for he is wrath and jealousy,
Tick tock, tick tock, the hands of time are my judge,
And all that matters is the trail I leave behind...
Spread the love... The peace will follow...
poem by Cosmic Dreamer
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