Hour Glass

right|300px Trying to hold the sands of time at bay yet another dayIn the hour glass, wasting awayGoing through the motionsMaking age stop is just a series of notionsThe ticking of the clock never stopsand so when you sop and the realization bopsThe balancing act you've begun doingCauses death to see you with an interest accruingHe takes your soulLeaving your corpse to rot in a holeLeading you awaySomething you can't hold at bay
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