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[sid] => 16173
[catid] => 1
[aid] => Mick
[title] => tic-tock
[time] => 2003-04-17 20:25:00
[hometext] => to my dad
[bodytext] => tic-tock the clock , knocks trice,,
time is slipping away,,
looking at yourself,,
feeling useless,,
tic-tock the clock knocks trice,,
holding on to some belief,,
wishing time would slow down,,
hopeing to say the things you didnt,,
still feeling useless,,
tic- tock the clock knocks again,,
not being able to do the things,,
as you did when you were young,,
time has creeped up on you,,
not as stong as before,,
tic-tock there another minute goes by,,
your not useless to me,,
time has caught us all,,
I'm there for you Dad,,
let the clock run,,
I'm there for you,,,
the ones who care,,
are not far away,,
we watch you struggle,,
as time tries to carry you away,,
tic- tock the clock still runs,,
dad befor the clock stops,,
I want to tell you ,,
I do love you,,
I'm your son,,
even if the clock stops,,
craig s. meeks
[comments] => 5
[counter] => 189
[topic] => 48
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tic-tock
Contributed by
spooky
on
Thursday, 17th April 2003 @ 08:25:00 PM in AEST
Topic:
EmotionalPoetry
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tic-tock the clock , knocks trice,,
time is slipping away,,
looking at yourself,,
feeling useless,,
tic-tock the clock knocks trice,,
holding on to some belief,,
wishing time would slow down,,
hopeing to say the things you didnt,,
still feeling useless,,
tic- tock the clock knocks again,,
not being able to do the things,,
as you did when you were young,,
time has creeped up on you,,
not as stong as before,,
tic-tock there another minute goes by,,
your not useless to me,,
time has caught us all,,
I'm there for you Dad,,
let the clock run,,
I'm there for you,,,
the ones who care,,
are not far away,,
we watch you struggle,,
as time tries to carry you away,,
tic- tock the clock still runs,,
dad befor the clock stops,,
I want to tell you ,,
I do love you,,
I'm your son,,
even if the clock stops,,
craig s. meeks
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Re: tic-tock
(User Rating: 1 ) by Ilhar on
Thursday, 17th April 2003 @ 08:47:32 PM AEST (User
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very good write
Shari |
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Re: tic-tock
(User Rating: 1 ) by LOWMAN613 on
Thursday, 17th April 2003 @ 10:10:05 PM AEST (User
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Oh Craig this reminds me of my mom,
Of course I cried!
This was so very touching to me!
Great write! Christina |
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Re: tic-tock
(User Rating: 1 ) by Eloise on
Friday, 18th April 2003 @ 02:52:59 AM AEST (User
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really good write... i hope you showed your father this... |
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Re: tic-tock
(User Rating: 1 ) by ladyfawn on
Sunday, 20th April 2003 @ 10:42:00 AM AEST (User
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very sweet and honest poem, it's always important to say you love the ones you do, hugs nessa |
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Re: tic-tock
(User Rating: 1 ) by frozensuicide on
Tuesday, 29th April 2003 @ 11:07:10 PM AEST (User
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this is good... i hope you see your dad. i like this one. |
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