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Mar 30, 2005 11:19

a little something im working on. its not done yet. i cant figure out where to go from here. but i need something for english.

Creeping vines surround the temple
a ravine that time has not touched
the sun pours forth
its mystical rays
and reflects the magic of age.
the stone is cracked
but remains strong.
a sanctuary for the forgotten.

and this is where my mind escapes
when i am surrounded
enclosed
by the fury of the world.
the skies darkened by pollution
the screaming of emptiness echoes from the streets
sadness evaporates from puddles
and settles on the window sills
of the aged and decrepit
enclosed in their stacked cages
that reach towards the sky
with expressions of gloom.
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