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Time

Tortured by malicious clock ticking like a bomb, running fast, I can't keep up, restrained, not to belong.
Lost in labyrinth, faster faster, blindfold becomes my eyes, but every time I try to rest the truth turns into lies.
Searching, searching, use my senses they will be my guide, intuition pushes me forward on eternal spiral ride.
Speech in riddles, garbled secrets is all my mind will give, but I trust and keep on moving..this is how I live.
Breathless, sinking, no clear thinking, the clock is far ahead, crawling, clawing while it keeps soaring while I'm just left for dead.
Never stopping, don't look back, the fire burns in my soul, deep desire, my hearts in fire, release-my only goal.
Racing, racing, demons I'm facing inside this maze of time, but in this mess I shall be blessed with powers vowed to be mine.
If only I could get ahead, this drive I can't contain, horizon showing, gift is glowing, this race not ran in vein.
So ever pushing, moving forward no matter what the cost, like the breeze that whips the trees..hope is never lost.
Written by Kizzymissmoo (Kizzymissymoo)
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