The last drop from the empty IV.
Drip, drip, drip, drip,
Or is it
Tick, tock, tick, tock?
The minute hand strikes midnight,
Time's up.
Beeeep...
I'm moving on..
Author notes
Haha, I have no clue what my inspiration was for this.
But I kinda like it.
Short and simple 
A contest entry
- Quickie: 30 words only by Rizzie.
370 points, ended September 24, 2008, 18 entries
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Comments
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Very interesting good work on this poem thanks for entering
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OOOOOOOOOOH!
How amonously delicious! Great write. God bless you in this endeavore.
~ James ~


