Time,time,time
Just the clicking of the clock
Tick-tock
And how it seems so divine
Yes this time,time,time
It has no barriers
No confines
It reminds me of the past
Oh how I wish this time would last
Unfortunately it does pass
So I'm stuck all alone
But the clock it does groan
With each movement of it's hands
Oh, how it spans
Over endless ages
Numerous pages
Of a giant book
All the lives this time has took
And I dare just one more look
At the clock
Tick-tock
Time,time,time it passes by
The murder,deception,pain,and the lies
critize for this poem and all of our poems is helpful,thanks for reading,
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thank ye
rach ur the best
i can't wait to see you but its going to be later then planned
:( i'm so sorry i won't be back til next week sorry luvs
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hey,
i like ur multiple outlooks on the passing of time. tehe, i tend to only piss and moan about it cause i don't like change, but i like how ur perspective like morphs throughout the poem.
=-D
*rachel*