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Tick. Tock.

August 3, 2011
By --faux.hope BRONZE, New York, New York
--faux.hope BRONZE, New York, New York
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Don't tell me that the sky's the limit when there are footprints on the moon. ~


Silence.
Grandfather, when will you wake?
Have you fallen predator to the endless sleep, like father has?
Are you watching my now?
Laughing
Whilst I cry?
Grandfather, when will you speak?
You are the last one I have left.
And now you're saying nothing.
Doing nothing.
Watching me deteriorate.
Tick.
Tock.
You say to me.
And I refuse to give way to pain.


The author's comments:
This is a poem about a young child who has lost his/her father. Ever since her/his father has died, the child has been slowly losing sanity. This old grandfather clock helps him/her re-gain it.

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