Dark Poetry #1 |
I Dream Of walter |
Walter Poe Senior Member
since 1999-10-13
Posts 787 |
The Stopping Thud Resounded Vibrations around my mind Thin blood runs off my chin And what remains paper thin purest essence of a man Torn alone in no command In his home he sits alone Holding on with brittle bones He slowley learns and fades away Day to Night, Night to Day I can see him now All white cream No forest browns I Dream of Walter Now you can too For sweet Walter He dreams of you. ------------------ Pride of place in the human race goes to one without a trace, of subtlety style ego or grace for this position, I wish to say, i would be proud as i am greater than any other face in the crowd |
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JennyLee Senior Member
since 1999-09-01
Posts 1461Northwestern, NJ. |
Flows like water Walter!! Jenny |
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