broken clockA Poem by Peter Hnothing much .Broken on the wall of this store “Sale broken clock “ -Laughs- who would buy a broken clock? Nothing works, I can’t tell time so what use am I? I wish someone would buy me, fix me, and take care of my faults Why is this child staring at me, I wonder if he realizes I don’t work “What good is a clock that doesn't tell time” he asks “No good", his father replies. I wish I can start moving again, and then someone might buy me But that’s just wish full thinking. I spend my days on this wall Not knowing neither night nor day in a endless impasse but i still hope that one day time moves for me again. © 2013 Peter HReviews
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Added on May 19, 2013Last Updated on June 29, 2013 AuthorPeter Hgeorgetown, 4, GuyanaAbouthey nice to meet you all . i'm peter i'm just a boy , i'm from guyana .i just wanted a place to share the profound part's of my thoughts more..Writing
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