Poetic Justice

Tired of Time

I took the hands on the clock and choked the ticktock out of fear and led Love on the trip of a timeless era. Not yesterday or tomorrow a sincere view of a genuine time!

I got hurt when I ran past Love,  it had just reached its prime.

I made Love to emotions, and lied in a bed of lust and ego. My selfish games, I never got to move, I lied so much my thoughts were always on the clock. With the batteries I never moved, Im ticked off I wasted the truth’s time!


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