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SUNDAY, SEPTEMBER 23, 2018

THE NIGHT BIG BEN BROKE

MimiP

2008-12-01 01:31:44

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Tick Tick Tock
Run the hands of the clock
The father, the mother, the child
Say goodbye and step into the wild
Each reaching for its place
Into the empty space
Only identifiable with a number
The thin arm drops to a slumber
Sometimes, they cross one another
A nod of the head, father acknowledges the mother
But moving on their way, parting is nothing like sweet sorrow
A mechanical division, looking for any feeling to borrow
At the end of they day, they come home again
Yet time is fleeting, something pulls the chain
At the top of the mountain they live in ephemeral joy
A force drives them apart, it’s inherent, it’s meant to destroy
This time, watching the victims separated once more
Fate steps in, he can’t take it anymore
And so it happened, in the middle of the night
The father, the mother, the child were visited by a sprite
Time came to an immutable end
The situation had proven impossible to mend
At least now in their solitude they can be
Forever, till kingdom come, one four three


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