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Array ( [sid] => 75754 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => The clock [time] => 2004-12-14 15:23:42 [hometext] => [bodytext] => The clock ticks and chimes
as my life slowly and painfully passes by....

I felt my hands shaking
as i brought them up to my face
ive done this to many times
i need a rest
my eyes are red
and they begged to be closed
reality please let me go
everyday waking up is just that little more painful
as i become a little more numb
as my legs fall weak
and i have nowhere to run
failure and nothingness
just float inside
loneliness and bitterness over take my cries
why cant you understand?
i just want somone to hug me
but nobody notices how i grip so tight
as i wish for an anti depresant on life....



[comments] => 2 [counter] => 197 [topic] => 32 [informant] => Loopylou [notes] => (Edited for spelling by Mod_11 as requested) [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => SadPoetry )
The clock

Contributed by Loopylou on Tuesday, 14th December 2004 @ 03:23:42 PM in AEST
Topic: SadPoetry



The clock ticks and chimes
as my life slowly and painfully passes by....

I felt my hands shaking
as i brought them up to my face
ive done this to many times
i need a rest
my eyes are red
and they begged to be closed
reality please let me go
everyday waking up is just that little more painful
as i become a little more numb
as my legs fall weak
and i have nowhere to run
failure and nothingness
just float inside
loneliness and bitterness over take my cries
why cant you understand?
i just want somone to hug me
but nobody notices how i grip so tight
as i wish for an anti depresant on life....







Copyright © Loopylou ... [ 2004-12-14 15:23:42]
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Re: The clock (User Rating: 1 )
by Ada on Tuesday, 14th December 2004 @ 03:32:48 PM AEST
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Your poem started out good but the end of the poem destroyed its essence... And also, mind your spelling. Don't take my comments badly... Just improve...


Re: The clock (User Rating: 1 )
by Bohemian_with_a_pen on Tuesday, 14th December 2004 @ 07:19:36 PM AEST
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wow, this is great.. well done!!!




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