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Time Master of Illusion

Love Poem Time Master of Illusion

Time has imprisoned us in the order of our years,
in the discipline of our ways… -Dead Can Dance

I need more time alone to think
To capture phantom thoughts
That elude conscious memory
Loudly they call, but I go too fast to hear
I need more time to ponder, to wander
Screaming to be delivered from this madness
I pray for silence as the clock yanks my chains
And ever more I realize, how lost I am, how far
From that guiding star, my reason for existence
My only true ambition is to find the truth
That will free me from this illusion of time
Knowing it exists only in my mind