LostA Poem by Michelle LongGrotesque, decrepit halls Filled with livid porcelain dolls Staring down upon us all Watching as we fall Hallways with scent of death Make us forget to breathe even a breath Our apprehension they test To have ever entered, we regret These pathways we lament Walls stained with a blackened tint Of directions, they give us hints So, it's the wrong way we've went Winding labyrinth, crawling on forever Lost and hopeless, we tremble The minds behind this are cryptic and clever Demented on the highest of levels Narrow and eerie is this pit Upon the walls, shadows hit Moving violently in a monstrous fit Onto our corpses, words of hatred they spit In this hell of pain and fright It would be vulgar to attempt a fight But they're stronger, we lose our sight Somehow seeing even less light Lost in this cold, confusing world We do nothing but sit and wait on the floor With no remembrance of anything from before Searching, we lose acquirement of anything more
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Added on May 16, 2009Last Updated on May 16, 2009 AuthorMichelle LongJapanAboutI find every piece of writing that I have currently posted on here terrible; they're all very old. I'd delete them, if I weren't such a weirdo and didn't have a problem with that thought. With tha.. more..Writing
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