Clock of A Thousand Desires
Twigs pass on behalf of reality. Dripping, sopping wet as the heavy bar decides to take root upon another hour! Eyes of fire, never burn out; I beg thee, please! Crimson and cobalt lights flicker throughout my mentality of raced survival! Convey me the stories of every lapsed time-frame within interval herself! I ache to comprehend his zeal of unbroken dances, for the roaring gale could never at all ever, hold him back! Tick tock, for this clock backs down from nothing! Wonder what his stories would confess if I broke into his outlined glass? I, for I have and hold a story; a chronicle of heart and heroism beyond the ticking time of what must be! My own story has been voiced, many moons of the stars, past. Wilt thou listen if I break from my mirrored captivity? Give me not the sky, for I’ve held it exclusive inside my heart for too long and it must be released immediately! Watch for me at the dawn of dreamers, lost. I am here! Eavesdrop for my voice when I have spoken not a word of my time. I croon! Clock of a thousand desires, witness my behavior as I break the spell of time and activate to live!