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The Walk I took a walk one evening,The Walk by ~evilarcane
An evening crisp and fair.
I went to confront my memories
and to make peace with them.
So I walked through long halls
Where my past hung as portraits,
And the shadows danced along
In grotesque plays of my thoughts.
I went to the house of my history,
The dwelling of my memories.
A small bird fluttered to greet me,
A sparrow with wings of glass.
She said "I know why you have come,
I know what you want from us.
But you see your goal is folly
For we do not want peace with you.
"Go on home weary traveller,
You look tired and you should rest.
Listen now, go on home,
Come back when time has passe
Torn i am torn.Torn by ~evilarcane
left and right.
up and down.
i know not wat i am doing,
i know not wat i did,
and i know not what i am supposed to do.
my path is crooked.
where should i go from here.
the way is gone,
it is covered,
it is deserted.
love has lost itself,
swirling down into nothingness,
into the abyss that is death.
into the abyss that is life.
my way has gone,
and i know not what to do.
Sta.sh
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We walk in the dark places no others will enter. We stand on the bridge and no one may pass. We live for the one. We die for the one.
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We walk in the dark places no others will enter. We stand on the bridge and no one may pass. We live for the one. We die for the one.
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We walk in the dark places no others will enter. We stand on the bridge and no one may pass. We live for the one. We die for the one.