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The Spackled Walls
Contributed by
Funny_Pants
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Thursday, 1st April 2004 @ 05:32:59 PM in AEST
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Everlasting, sleepless fasting Staring at the spackled walls Living, dying but relying on the endless restless halls Ending, bending, high suspending Bridges over learning walls Meaning mattered to the tattered children of the restless halls Lying, dying, justifying Writhing pain of fearless falls Meaning nothing is your trusting of my writing on the walls Leaving, going, sleeping deeply Eyes shut tight as my pen falls Sleeping by the spackled walls
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Re: The Spackled Walls
(User Rating: 1 ) by Former_Member on
Friday, 2nd April 2004 @ 08:55:43 AM AEST (User
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There's a strange beauty to this rhyme, as if its been plucked from a pulp magazine.
"Writhing pain of fearless falls "
Interesting i'm only the third person to read this so far. People are missing out.
Good work. |
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Re: The Spackled Walls
(User Rating: 1 ) by tawakwan on
Wednesday, 14th April 2004 @ 09:29:49 PM AEST (User
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short and sweet.
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Re: The Spackled Walls
(User Rating: 1 ) by a_bear on
Wednesday, 22nd September 2004 @ 08:15:45 PM AEST (User
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I get a picture of someone curled in the fetal positon on a bunk..snuggled close to a plastered, spackled..wall..notebook and pen still in hand, but asleep. Maybe a dorm hallway outside..lots of noise..or a prison..LOL but prisons don't have spackled walls do they??? anyway I loved the musical quality. |
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