Tuesday, November 2, 2010

This Was Adapted From a Friend's Poem... Not that great but... ohwell

Tick, Tock
Goes the clock
Your clock
You were born with...
It starts
with zero
It ends...
with zero
And based on events
Your clock changes
Intervals
Just think...
think for me,
You're born with a time
A time to die.
You and your body are born to die.
Inside you,
Something like a clock
Ticks constantly
It knows when that time is
...Scary thought to some
A challenge to others.
But then again,
This could all be bullshit
I don't know.
Not sure anyone does
They cant find this clock
Its hidden too deep...
But it's a a thought
An idea
So think about it
Because
Its ticking down time,
Time till your death

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