Jan. 25, 2014

Clock On The Wall

by Jesus Andrade (author's profile)

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*Clock On The Wall*

Hands snaked out of the clock
And choked me
Numbers smothered me
Till I drowned
Springs coiled themselves around
My lungs and squeezed
I tried to fight it
But its hands pulled me in
I struck the glass with my fists
Air became scarce
My lungs were scarred
They bled
My fists opened
I collapsed
Time...
... Killed me

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Valeria Posted 8 years, 8 months ago. ✓ Mailed 8 years, 8 months ago   Favorite
Daing this is deep chuy, If I understood right jaja..
But chuy your really good primo, im pround of you

Jesus Andrade Posted 8 years, 6 months ago.   Favorite
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