Becoming a philosopherA Poem by LeahMichaels♥This was written a while ago but it is one of my favourites and I thought for my first piece I would share it with you. I would really like some feedback. Opinions and critique are much appreciated.Liquid black sweats from pen to paper.
Nothing.
The clock continues to click.
She has one thought whilst one has one million. Scratching the surface of intellect.
Silence.
Clocks ticking near but far away, © 2010 LeahMichaels♥Author's Note
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3 Reviews Added on April 19, 2010 Last Updated on April 19, 2010 AuthorLeahMichaels♥Cheshire, Warrington, United KingdomAboutMother to a beautiful little girl. ♥ A writer. An artist An actress. I have lived and breathed in love and I'm still smiling. Deep inside of me is a ball of hope scratching at my .. more..Writing
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