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Ticking Bomb
December 22, 2014
                                
                                
                                Clock ticks down, tick tock.
Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide.
Tick tock, all alone.

© Samantha W., Albany, NY
                                
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BoobooBeetle  DIAMOND said...
                                                                                                                                                            on Jan. 2 2015 at 3:59 pm
                                                                                                                                                            
                                                    
                                                                                                    The perspective of this poem is just amazing! This haiku immediately makes me think about how life is so short and that time is literally running out. The way you write is just amazing, being able to have such a huge meaning and message to something so short and basically delicate is so unique and a true gift. This is the work of a true writer. :)
                                             
The mind of someone in need of help as their own mental state becomes a bomb ready to denotate, with no one to disable it.