Seconds measured in thorns.
Minutes measured in needles.
Hours measured in daggers.
Days measured in knives.
Weeks measured in swords.
Months measured in spears.
The clock, my body.
The time, scatters my mind.
I will heal, when the clock stops ticking.
What time is it?
LCD Soundsystem - Loosing my edge
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