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9:03 am
The clocks in this house
are just reminders of
what might have been.
Their faces cold and unforgiving.
Their hands scale the empty room,
molesting peace of mind.
Raymond M.Strickland jr.
JAN.8,2002
The clocks in this house
are just reminders of
what might have been.
Their faces cold and unforgiving.
Their hands scale the empty room,
molesting peace of mind.
Raymond M.Strickland jr.
JAN.8,2002
Brilliant piece of writing.
Brilliant piece of writing.