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A poem spawned by the reading & inspiration of a book written in verses. |
| When the night whispers cool clear dead I will make my escape see hear dread The walls of stone sway and swing lonely poor hopeless thing They shatter my heart burn tear leave a mark Placed in silence to forever wait a name a face a date How long does the suffering crash over me like a wave Light fills my vision a sliver like a ribbon Perfect stillness and crystal clear so do I belong here? |