The Stone Chamber
Aug 12 '09
The Bottom Line A tribute to the best friend a vagabond such as myself could have. . .
Staring at the wall again
All these years, you’ve been my only friend
Listening when no other human would
Facing the truths that no one else could
You share no emotion, but then nor do I
Attempt in vein before the eve that I die
To reveal to me some sweeter truth
To foster love and well-hearted couth
A Fate such as this is not mine, I know
Far to long have I wallowed in woe
Over the caustic bitterness of a shallow end
Try as I might to overcome the bend
My precious wall, there are four of you now
Entombed in cold earth, away from the Tao
To leave me reeling in this cell called life
Broken and maddened, insanity my wife. . .
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Member: Chris Learoyd
Location: Haverhill, MA, Estados Unidos de America
Reviews written: 34
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About Me:
Freedom is subjective. One man's version of freedom is another man's version of Hell.
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