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Don’t Swallow the Clock
Don't swallow the clock
Carry on time,
tuned to the tines
For it soon will end
With nothing to show
Nothing to tend
But baskets and baskets
Of mismatched socks.
Alone, a lone, all alone, and lone
Is the fight for singleness
Buried in the pure desire
For unhurt-ness
Is the desire to be alone
Worth the time alone.
A diva line from a Hollywood scene
No need to repeat
No need to repeat.
Clever words hurt, eyes
Why you cry.
Why your lines
Come back in tine,
Oming in meditative rhymes,
“Be free my dove.
Be free my love”
“I have no right
“I had no right”
But you do
You do
if it hurts you, too.
If it's not what you want
in the end
of the end.
Don’t swallow the clock.
you are a good song writer
you are a good song writer
ron parrish