Wed, 05/01/2013 - 00:18 -- Jeff77


United States
34° 21' 28.584" N, 118° 3' 55.602" W

It stares at me in my despair
As I sit in my lonely chair

The numbers on its face
Watch me in my disgrace

It likes to play a game
To me time's all the same

Hanging there upon the wall
Not once appearing that it will fall

It always flows at the same pace
But rarely do I win the race

But it's okay I will try tomorrow
Maybe this time I won't end in sorrow

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