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Like Clockwork
Contributed by
herbleaf23
on
Thursday, 10th October 2002 @ 10:30:00 PM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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Nothing exists here.
Nothing is real.
All the sadness inside,
All the pain that you feel...
but still our lives go round and round,
until we drown.
like clockwork.
Copyright ©
herbleaf23
... [
2002-10-10 22:30:00] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Like Clockwork
(User Rating: 1 ) by Phildel on
Friday, 11th October 2002 @ 07:06:01 AM AEST (User
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I'm not sure if you intended it, but to me this has real symbolism, especially shown through the length, I really liked it. the whole lives are like clockwork thing is something I think about a lot...
Thanks for the read!
Phildel xx |
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