[Noah23]
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[StapleMouth]
Everyones future is a magnifying gla** used in an ice-chest
Sand is truly caught in itself
As the body of the time-capsule is tilted
The token of a second is mocked by the physical apparition of itself
The burning candle is the paragon of changes
As the minutes tick with the scent of the OCD flame
Cleansing the wax from the wick fibers
Leaving a compulsive desire
With an ignited thrive
To make a castle out of a tower
Clocks mean nothing on a desktop
Unless the images of the thumbnailed sponge-icons
Are enlarged with the liquid interest
Which leaks into buckets of name-tagged boredom
And disposed in a pond called regret
Adjacent to a boat-dock labeled forget
Observe the geometry
A life span is a segmented line
Origin-----hiatus-----punctuation
Each palm of father epoch swelter countless beads of seconds
As both fist clench it's 12 digit appendages
Cigarettes are the fireworks
Before culminating to a gasping fossil
Nine months wasted on a lock of grey-hair
And winged eye-lids
Wish to have dwelt in a crysalis of prologued bed-times stories
Which were maimed by the pivot of a pendulum [x2]
[Troubadour]
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