I hear a sound
drawing near
tick tick tick
as it's feet hit the ground
I have no fear
for death I'm bound
the face that always watches
counting out my days
witnesses without judging
the error of my ways
I wish it would just speak
tell me when and why
the answer that I seek
So I do not waste my time

01/31/2005

Posted on 02/01/2005
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