i was a pocket watch

Discussion in 'Poetry' started by kitsune, Aug 21, 2004.

  1. kitsune

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    i was a pocket watch, i sat in someones pocket , i was so happy, they'd wind me look to me for the time and when i was in there pocket i knew that i was someones pocket watch and that meant i had some reason to exist.

    then that someone decided they didnt care what time it was anymore they set me down and decided they might want something else inside theyre pocket, maybe a PDA or a locket, so im sitting here , someone else might pick me up and put me in their pocket, but i dont want to be their pocket watch, i dont want someone else to wind me, i dont want to tell them what time it is and i most of all dont want to ride in someone elses pocket.
     
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