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Night Speeds |
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Professor Gloom Member Elite
since 2000-07-23
Posts 3082of Depression |
Moving at the Speed of Night Keep to the sideways, Avoiding fast passages; Slow and easily. Sunset raged, The last great full light of day, Was sinking And shrinking, Till it had all gone away; The day caged. Unfeeling, Shadows bars had taken light, A new make, A new shake, Defining stars take the night, Revealing. Day’s remnants, Energy in bright speeding, Always dare, Never care, Burning without a needing; Void restraints. I move slow, Time in the dark is endless, Cold in stone, A dark tome, Vision amidst the mindless; Still shadow. I feel walls, Vibrating with the moving, Many names, Many flames, Consuming with the living; And souls calls. One bell chimes, And the dark then becomes deep, Done burning, Bones yearning, And they rush to find their sleep, Two bells chimes. Stragglers leave, Grime and dankness in their wake, Dismal needs, Bottom feeds, The last the least the worse make, For none grieve. Then all’s gone, Wood and iron in their place, Then enter, Nights center, Good and evil on the face, All is done. Gloom |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
This morning I wish I was Unfeeling, In the Day’s remnants, I aVoid restraints. moving slowly, painfully feeling walls, no calls. One bell chimes, Two bells chimes. waiting for the twelth of never when all’s gone, All is done. Me "The worst prison would be a closed heart". |
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