Cukoo ClockA Poem by LevioshockJust a moment of randomness I hadI lie on the bench In the park As I listen to my cuckoo clock I came here last night As if I was a wondering sprite Wondering Where’s my sock? The dark tint in her eyes Being scoured by flies As she hears the tick tock I grab my bag As I feel so sad And I go and join the flock Yet as I lay Feeling the spray Of the morning’s brisk dew I know I’m lost But I have my clock And I no longer need you © 2010 LevioshockReviews
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10 Reviews Added on April 1, 2010 Last Updated on April 1, 2010 AuthorLevioshockCopley, OHAboutMy writing is dark. I don't know why, it's just what comes out of me. I love writing and I love reviewing writing so give me all you can. If you want to get to know me, hit me up on facebook :) more..Writing
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