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turns time around and back to when
my soul remembered only pain.
The clock tics on,
creating a monster,
feeding on my sorrow and lost memories.
Funny how time plays games with the weak,
leaving them to cling to the pillows they call their best friends.

My eyes remember the numbness i had,
i looked in the mirror and saw the face
of a little girl lost.
The clock on the wall turns time around,
leaving me behind to face my lonely scars.
The blood runs down the walls,
creating poodles i want to drown in. [comments] => 10 [counter] => 203 [topic] => 32 [informant] => gery_giggles [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 15 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => SadPoetry )

Clocks

Contributed by gery_giggles on Thursday, 8th July 2004 @ 08:22:16 AM in AEST
Topic: SadPoetry

The clock on the wall
turns time around and back to when
my soul remembered only pain.
The clock tics on,
creating a monster,
feeding on my sorrow and lost memories.
Funny how time plays games with the weak,
leaving them to cling to the pillows they call their best friends.

My eyes remember the numbness i had,
i looked in the mirror and saw the face
of a little girl lost.
The clock on the wall turns time around,
leaving me behind to face my lonely scars.
The blood runs down the walls,
creating poodles i want to drown in.

Copyright © gery_giggles ... [ 2004-07-08 08:22:16]
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Re: Clocks (User Rating: 1 )
by Jenni_K on Thursday, 8th July 2004 @ 08:39:19 AM AEST
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This is beautifully written... Hope you continue to write lots.....
Jenni

Re: Clocks (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Thursday, 8th July 2004 @ 08:51:19 AM AEST
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The clock on the wall turns time around,
leaving me behind to face my lonely scars

Very nice write -
I think it had a lot of power and emotion -

(a simple overlook has given you
"poodles to drown in - of course we all know what you meant, but perhaps a quick fix will lend it power.)

Re: Clocks (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Thursday, 8th July 2004 @ 08:52:59 AM AEST
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*puddles... :-)
I like the form of expression you have, and yes writing it out is a great form of release. I wish you many journeys forging ahead, never looking at the clock as turning back, but moving forward. 0:-)
Angel always...godspeed...joni

Re: Clocks (User Rating: 1 )
by gery_giggles on Thursday, 8th July 2004 @ 09:16:22 AM AEST
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lol...sorry guys i meant puddles..it was early in the morning...cant belive i spelt that worng *blushes*

Re: Clocks (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Thursday, 8th July 2004 @ 10:43:22 AM AEST
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The past is gone and cannot be changed. Never look behind you. Stride forward with strength and determination. This was a strong write and I hope you do continue to write it all out instead of harming yourself.

Smiles,
Rita

Re: Clocks (User Rating: 1 )
by pixie on Thursday, 8th July 2004 @ 12:42:48 PM AEST
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I hope you contiune to write , very positive to write instead of cut, I like your attitude :) *hugs you*

great write btw

pixie xx

Re: Clocks (User Rating: 1 )
by ladyfawn on Saturday, 10th July 2004 @ 11:33:24 PM AEST
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vivid, beautiful, real and hey hey, leave the poodles, it fits:) hugs n' love nessa

@->>->:-

Re: Clocks (User Rating: 1 )
by arden on Tuesday, 13th July 2004 @ 08:58:17 PM AEST
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whoa, this i can really relate to.

The blood runs down the walls,
creating poodles i want to drown in.

loved those lines. great imagery.
loved the gory dark emotion it in. a really good poem. i liked it alot.
5 stars.
Arden

Re: Clocks (User Rating: 1 )
by RobertKilpatrick on Wednesday, 14th July 2004 @ 06:48:09 PM AEST
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Great line" The clock on the wall turns time around," descriptive great
Cheers robert

Re: Clocks (User Rating: 1 )
by CrimsonTears on Saturday, 17th July 2004 @ 11:36:19 PM AEST
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Very beautifully written i like it alot....great work

Lots of Love
CrimsonTears

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