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Array ( [sid] => 95150 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Weißes Zimmer - White Room [time] => 2005-05-20 17:46:56 [hometext] => INspired by the wind and loneliness, as I sat back relaxing watching a movie set in Europe. [bodytext] => In this white room
With no windows
Empty but for the air
And silent but for the beating of my heart
I rest my head against the wall
I don’t even want to see the corners
Or the ceiling or the floor
I remember listening to the wind
When I had no place left to go
The world was a massive place
With many things to understand
And a discovery at every look
But there was nobody there at all
So I no longer cared to reach
I remember listening to the hum of my computer
And the swaying of the leaves
The world was a massive place
But there was nobody there at all
In this white room
With no windows
Silent, cold, and empty
I rest my head against the wall
Never caring to see the corners
Or the ceiling or the floor [comments] => 1 [counter] => 155 [topic] => 48 [informant] => Onslaught [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )

Weißes Zimmer - White Room

Contributed by Onslaught on Friday, 20th May 2005 @ 05:46:56 PM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry

In this white room
With no windows
Empty but for the air
And silent but for the beating of my heart
I rest my head against the wall
I don’t even want to see the corners
Or the ceiling or the floor
I remember listening to the wind
When I had no place left to go
The world was a massive place
With many things to understand
And a discovery at every look
But there was nobody there at all
So I no longer cared to reach
I remember listening to the hum of my computer
And the swaying of the leaves
The world was a massive place
But there was nobody there at all
In this white room
With no windows
Silent, cold, and empty
I rest my head against the wall
Never caring to see the corners
Or the ceiling or the floor

Copyright Â© Onslaught ... [ 2005-05-20 17:46:56]
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Re: Weißes Zimmer - White Room (User Rating: 1 )
by emokid on Friday, 20th May 2005 @ 07:20:39 PM AEST
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I've been to the white room a many of times and it always help to get my head straight, but erieely I'm reminded of clockwork orange for some reason.

good job

Ian the emokid

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