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
Counselling is a Lie
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