Clock

The way it is, the way it was

It was today, but never last

Never last but feels moving along

Moving along but in my mind

My mind is dead, but it’s the place

The place to hide my thoughts to die

To die means to lose it all

It all seems, do you ever cry?

Every cry I’ve seen was with a smile

A smile will make you forget the time

The time is what the mortals are

Mortals are afraid of life

But I’ll enjoy mine and move along

Even with sunshine or heavy storm

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