And he built me a chamber
Of frozen bone
A lightless prison crouched
Before his throne
I cried myself to dreams
Of icy regret
Strengthless, the punishment
Was already set
Fool is the man who with his musings
Is taken by paths of his own choosings
A wandering mind is a perilous thing
When wandering the halls of the Goblin King
Tuesday, November 15, 2005
On being inside time
I lose myself inside today Rattling against walls Smooth unmarked unyeilding With the futility of An unwatched clock Today is much too vas...
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It must have been love That sort of thing Can't be mistaken For a lesser set of feelings It has a special hat And makes you welcome at p...
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She shares the blame For Adam's fall So secure, attractive Brilliant in a certain view The essence of Enlightenment I see her raise her ...
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I’m tired I’m tired of my heart giving out Whenever it gives in That things being the same Never makes a difference Of looking forwards to s...
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