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[aid] => mick
[title] => Visions of Stone Walls
[time] => 2004-01-24 16:49:36
[hometext] => Metaphoric, in a sense... actuallly when I wrote it, I was simply picturing it as
[bodytext] => Visions of stone walls Cold, stone walls And a tunnel With no light at the end of the tunnel A single torch behind him as He walks forever down the hall So dark (His shadows are having fun dancing) But he cannot dance because He is afraid, so afraid and He cannot sit down or stop and rest (Or even sleep) He can only keep on walking down the hall So dark (And cold) Sometimes when he feels like thinking He thinks about how far he's come And how so far it's been all for nothing The torch just keeps on burning And he just keeps on walking down the hall So dark (And cold) Lonely... Sometimes he cries And the tears come slowly and thick Inching down his face like melted wax But freezing there before they reach is cracked lips. Time will not stop for him Except he doesn't notice Because there is no such thing as time for him In the hallway So dark (And cold) He is waiting for a trap door He is waiting for a variation in the stones He is waiting for the torch to die He wants to hold the dying ember in his hands And when it dies he will want to die too He knows this But premonitions haunt him Visions of him still walking Walking away from the blackened coal Just for eternity Maybe it wont be that long... Or maybe he just doesn't want to care [comments] => 3 [counter] => 145 [topic] => 13 [informant] => Suz [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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