Time just seems to deteriorate
Like the bliss within my core
Of tranquility and contentment
Each day after each damn day
As clouds grow heavy and gray
Each drop impales the ground
Like a devastating missile
Drop by drop, puddle by puddle
Consuming the eternal ground
Like a global flood
Not one desperate dove will perch
Upon my branch of death
For it shall drown in the flood
As I cannot protect it from harm
But, I, soon to die, would like company
For I shall drown in my fate
It is ironic, this malicious torture
For I consume what is soon to consume
My ages of forged life
Leaf by leaf, branch by branch
Bark by bark, ring by ring
Like a point-blank bullet
Fired without temptation
Killing another victim
Time just seems to deteriorate
Like the bliss within my core
Of tranquility and contentment
Each day after each damn day
As clouds grow heavy and gray
Each drop impales the ground
Like a devastating missile
Drop by drop, puddle by puddle
Consuming the eternal ground
Like a global flood
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