more from the belly of the beast(41&40 and what the heck 38 as well)

Discussion in 'Poet's Corner' started by cthulhu, Sep 12, 2006.

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  1. cthulhu

    cthulhu Well-Known Member

    living in a bubble
    filling it with blood and pain
    praying fro the clouds to come
    hoping for the driving rain
    but my deepest fear, at heart
    is life will remane the same
    living in a buble
    filling it with blood and pain



    49 days and counting
    i watch the hands tick by
    i pray for sleep
    but my own heart wount seace to beet
    5268 miles to walk
    but i cant seem to finde my feet
    i live in a void
    empty and alone
    i fell as though
    my heart has turned to stone
    so very alone...



    this jurney nears its end
    yet i feel i must travel farther
    to find my golden rainbow
    word writen
    words said
    is this dream of mine
    truly dead
     
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