Dark Poetry #3 |
Failure |
somethinginyoursocks Junior Member
since 2003-03-27
Posts 28IN, the U.S. of A. |
Failure is a prison yet, I hold the key. I must crouch and gravel in this cell for the ceiling is low and there is a pit below that I have fallen in before... a bottomless depression. I can feel the weight of pride. The ceiling is getting heavier is getting hotter is getting lower. If I stand, I am crushed If am humble, I have lost and will never escape this cage. The key is myself and I rely on it only For it is I who walk in I who walk out and I who built this sepulchre... -I don't need a signature- |
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IcyFlamez89 Member
since 2003-02-14
Posts 292Jersey City NJ |
Wow. Your a master of words, reeling me into every letter. Do you think you have enough space in that cell for one more person.... say me? |
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