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Poem

  • 21-08-2004 12:35am
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    First i'd like to say Beatrix is an inspiration, i've only read her/his last post but...well it's magic. anyway, heres a poem i wrote (while abit drunk).it might seem like jiberish to ye but it's how i feel at this stage of my life...anyway here it goes

    So now i walk down hallowed halls.
    My feet don't make a sound.
    I shall reach that musky door,
    That the light lies behind.

    I reach the door,yet the door is locked
    I try to kick it in,
    But alas it's made of sterner stuff
    That is stronger than flesh and bone.

    Pace the floor while i think.
    There must be a weakness.
    Maybe i can burn it down,
    Yet my luck i have no flint.

    i batter with all my strength.
    I know i need a key.
    But the key i do not have.
    My life i can't live within.


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