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Published: 2005-03-20 23:37:06 +0000 UTC; Views: 100; Favourites: 0; Downloads: 1
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Tick tock goes the clockTock tick it goes.
Seconds turn to minutes,
Minutes turn to hours,
Hours into days
And days into weeks.
As I sit at my window
Watching the world go by
I see faces new and old
Go wandering by.
Faces start to vanish now
No more faces do I see
New nor old I can't see,
They have all gone.
So I sit here on my own,
Staring out my window
Hoping to see a face once more.
I guess this is the price I pay,
Some kind of punishment
For my sins I have commited.
In my life I have no sins,
No crimes have I commited,
Nor laws have I broken.
Is it them who are being punished?
Is it them who have commited sins?
Is it them who have broken laws?
Or is it the case
That loving is a sin?
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Comments: 3
speedyjo [2005-03-21 05:54:40 +0000 UTC]
oh this is really pretty... i love it! hehe... keep this up and ill continue adding favs.. since youre watching this name, i thought id tell you that i made a new name that im putting my poetry up on, i will no longer submit them to this one sy88xo
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EvilD In reply to speedyjo [2005-03-21 22:34:16 +0000 UTC]
Thanking you kindly, I look into your new account.
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