alone, by ill haven
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I'm running fast but going nowhere
A putrid darkness grips my soul;
The walls around me are solid,
But unable to be felt.
I fear my master's left me.
Stranded in the darkness with naught
But a hope for my master's arms.
Right here, I want to cry forever.
No greater sadness I've ever felt.
Longing for my master's kindness,
I run, determined.
There is no end to this maze
Of darkness and despair,
I don't know where I'm going,
Or how I'm getting there. |
Posted: 2005-10-05 00:45:42 UTC |
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2006-05-04 20:37:23 | lost the lonely dead |
i wrote one like this awhile ago and put somewhere were i wouldnt lose it but now i dont know where that is ill try to find and post it....mine was about walking though but it had the same general idea i kinda like this *thumb up* |