Clocks

Clocks

A Poem by Suavis_Umbra
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Clocks

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the dusty old and tired clock,
once told me of it's charms
and sang to me  the tick and tock,
which i held dear to heart.
I sat and contemplated and saw no reason
to what end? I did not know for
clocks can only point the season.

© 2012 Suavis_Umbra


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Love it. ^^ Reminds me on
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VriQQn3DEh4


Posted 11 Years Ago


Suavis_Umbra

11 Years Ago

wow , thanks , im happy that you can relate to it and hopefully that you enjoyed it :D :D
emilys antidote

11 Years Ago

I did. :)

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Added on September 20, 2012
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Tags: dusty, clock, season, heart, dear, tick, tock, end, know

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Terra, Dark Corner of the Earth, United Kingdom



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