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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=548713" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Cog in the machine</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=548713" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I'm a cog in the machine<br>A machine fuelled <br>By indifference and greed<br>Going nowhere<br>But moving the whole</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=548713" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I turn as I'm told<br>I'm young but already old<br>I don't question-I do<br>Must conform<br>Be a part of this block <br>That only starts<br>And never stops<br>Without going forward<br>Serving my sentence: <br>Life inside a clock<br> <br>Time is running out…<br>Tic-Toc<br>Tic-Toc</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=548713" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I'm a cog in the machine<br>Spinning on my axis <br>Riveted on the axle<br>Of a psychotic vision</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=548713" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I fit the mould<br>My life already sold<br>Part of the mechanical dream<br>That isn't my own<br>Surrounded but alone<br>In the midst of a mindless flock<br>No sentience<br>In a world <br>Without conscience<br>Time is running out…<br>Tic-Toc<br>Tic-Toc</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=548713" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I'm a cog in the machine<br>Spinning on my axis<br>Going nowhere<br>But moving the whole</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=548713" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Destined to be worn<br>Since the day I was born<br>Knowing that what I am<br>Isn't greater than the whole<br>Where Proximity <br>Has no intimacy<br>Resigned to rest<br>When I'll be replaced<br>Knowing my death <br>Will be met <br>With indifference<br>Time is running out…<br>Tic-Toc<br>Tic-Toc</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=548713" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I'm a cog in the machine<br>A machine fuelled by indifference and greed<br>Riveted on the axle<br>Of a psychotic vision</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=548713" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Daring to dream<br>A dream of my own<br>Should the box open<br>A mishap, a chance, <br>A crack in the casing<br>A lottery winning <br>Like a misaligned coil<br>That would spring me out<br>Of this box<br>So that the cog<br>Becomes the wheel<br>Free to mock<br>Life inside a clock</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Ronberge">Ronberge</a></strong></div>

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