Sunday, April 27, 2008

The Clock Comments

Rating: 4.8

That clock was there the day I killed you
It was moving its needles making a strong sound
I can still hear it, it hasn’t stop since that night
It was 9: 43 in the night, it was a peaceful night
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Jorge Baide
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The clock witnesses all our deeds both good and bad because every moment is life lived or lost. This is a very provocative perspective.

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we measure time, time measures us and doesn't wait or forgive and let's us live in guilt-definitely a very original idea.a ten from me

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Thank you I will see the poems of anyone that will support me and write them a comment

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