Teen Poetry #7 |
Dead Ended Haunted House |
SarBear Member
since 2003-06-05
Posts 205Massachusetts |
Based on Biased memories I walk down corrupted hallways Filled with shattered dreams and goals Broken glass between my toes In each shard I see my tear streaked face And wonder what happened to all my grace Taken away are my words of wisdom I used to give Now I seek And always forgive Cant get out of the endless halls Door after door Walls upon walls There is no way out of the haunted house of my mind So I weep in the dark Cobwebs touching my spin |
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EagleScorpion Senior Member
since 2000-03-08
Posts 1644Here, Now, Forever |
hehe cute |
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*Alli4000*
since 2004-03-21
Posts 3188The World of Poetry |
Very nice write Sara...keep posting!!!! Happy Thanksgiving. ~Alli~ *:.AIM = Alli4000.:* My Journal |
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