How we do it

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    How we do it
    Tick tock.
    Hear the clock.
    Dance and sing.
    Hear it ring.
    Pull the thread
    till they're dead.
    I won't see you in the morning.

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    TheAngelOfDeath commented on How we do it

    03-17-2009

    not bad. i like this one. you could have made it longer but not bad.
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    In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

    Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

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