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The Lounge => The Gallery => Topic started by: Uchiyori on May 08 2006, 04:17 PM
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dirge of sorrows
Oh the many nights I wait;
a longing for the time to take;
to warm this cold and lonley hand;
and turn away from the hellish land.
why no one cares, ignorance is a bliss;
when a tender touch turns to a fist;
a gentle weeping, a faded cry;
the grass turns grey, withers and dies.
My blood runs dry, my eyes grow cold;
I cannot flee from your grasping hold;
Some shades of grey, prelude to dark;
a growing thirst soon grows stark.
Where is my mind, I cannot say;
only a dream, a whisper away;
'tis this lonley night I cannot fear;
My voice a shudder, a frozen tear.