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Time
Contributed by
MrMojoRisin
on
Monday, 17th May 2004 @ 08:49:04 PM in AEST
Topic:
Suicide
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Do the hands of time ever cease
Can they but pause to catch their breath
No the giant clock holds lifes lease
And keeps on ticking until death
Lo, the giant clock tower stands
In the heart of this cold city
Strong and powerful are its hands
Forever filled with apathy
For what happens on the outside
Matters not to the hands of time
You flashback dreams of suicide
See the winding clock, hear its chime
Do the hands of time ever pause
Can they for just once try to bend
Ever living unwritten laws
That govern life until the end
You think between the tick and tock
How youve been dead through all these years
Looking out the face of the clock
Waiting, listening to the gears
The time has come, its ten to ten
Your head outside, between the hands
Comes clean off as they meet again
And no one could care where it lands
No the hands of time never hold
Every night they just keep turning
As all mankind grows weak and old
And funral fires keep on burning.
Copyright ©
MrMojoRisin
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2004-05-17 20:49:04]
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Re: Time
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by Silent-No-More on
Monday, 17th May 2004 @ 09:22:20 PM AEST
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| Nicely done! It's dark but not overt. Best thing I've read today. |
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Re: Time
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by shelby on
Monday, 17th May 2004 @ 10:38:08 PM AEST
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flowed from start to finish with a wonderful message most enjoyable read.
Michelle |
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