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Broken Clock :)
July 11, 2010
To My Left,
There's An Empty Chair.
If You Were Here,
You'd Be Sitting There.
When I Look Down,
There Should Be Four.
But Only Two Feet Are On The Floor.
Can't Seem To Dismiss;
This Emptyness.
It's Like A Tick,
Without A Tock.
The Sound Of A Broken Clock.
Piglet If Pooh Died.
Bonny Without Clyde.
Can't Help But Wonder,
How Hard They Cried.?
© Sarah S., Poland Spring, ME
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This article has 3 comments.
wishing4thebest2day GOLD said...
on Aug. 9 2010 at 7:31 pm
I loved this poem. It was very sad, however, I enjoy reading sad poems. The words you wrote seemed to be true and real with soul, not fake and emotionless. This poem was amazing and you should keep writing! :)
Thesilentraven PLATINUM said...
on Aug. 6 2010 at 9:54 am
I simply loved this, although it was sad. Loss is a sad and complicated thing, but you described it well with this poem.
fml.says.it.all SILVER said...
on Aug. 5 2010 at 9:29 pm
It's Amazing. And I can relate real easily to this :'( I cried.
