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Array ( [sid] => 83185 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => The Face of Time [time] => 2005-02-06 01:02:27 [hometext] => A demented jester with glowing orange eyes used to pop out of a clock tower and say - I wasted Time, and now Time doth waste me. I thought it was neat. And it always serves as a reminder. [bodytext] => Pull at me with
Your slow hard grind
And drag down my skin
As you have my mind

Make me wonder and ponder
Break down and weep
Make me run in circles
And lose all my sleep

Beat me and bury me
Spare not a tick
Leave me broken and quiet
Alone, drained and sick

Burn me smooth through
Your sands of time
Wash me clean of my sins
Soul-dirt and grime

Suck me in, spit me out
Turn me over anew
This will be the time, Time
This time I'll show you. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 179 [topic] => 43 [informant] => Xnoybis [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 3 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )

The Face of Time

Contributed by Xnoybis on Sunday, 6th February 2005 @ 01:02:27 AM in AEST
Topic: oops

Pull at me with
Your slow hard grind
And drag down my skin
As you have my mind

Make me wonder and ponder
Break down and weep
Make me run in circles
And lose all my sleep

Beat me and bury me
Spare not a tick
Leave me broken and quiet
Alone, drained and sick

Burn me smooth through
Your sands of time
Wash me clean of my sins
Soul-dirt and grime

Suck me in, spit me out
Turn me over anew
This will be the time, Time
This time I'll show you.

Copyright © Xnoybis ... [ 2005-02-06 01:02:27]
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Re: The Face of Time (User Rating: 1 )
by Xnoybis on Sunday, 6th February 2005 @ 01:04:51 AM AEST
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I forgot to add..it would only offer up that particular gem at midnight.

Re: The Face of Time (User Rating: 1 )
by Essentially9 on Sunday, 6th February 2005 @ 01:25:02 AM AEST
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i want to see that clock =] this was amazing.

Re: The Face of Time (User Rating: 1 )
by Xnoybis on Sunday, 6th February 2005 @ 02:14:55 AM AEST
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It was pretty surreal. I'd like to see it again too, actually. It's been well over 5 years now. When it was working right, smoke would come out of its mouth while it was preaching its prophecy too.

It was some art project that was done to spend the money from a certain corner of the budget, which had to be spent on "artsy" stuff in order to fulfill the state obligations.

Best usage of government money I have ever seen, I believe.

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