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01-29-05, 09:30 PM | #1 | |
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.:: Lost Ghost ::.
IP:
I walk through the wet, the rain plastering hair to my skull,
as I shed memories to sweep away this dark day's dull. Memories as I played games, observing the grinning face of my little boy, Shadows sweeping happiness away, dark hands shredding joy. I walk through the wet, though I still remain dry, as I think to a sunnier place, and say my goodbyes to the people I once loved, as now I walk as a ghost, devoid of the moments that I still miss the most. I walk through the wet, yet dry in my hand is a picture frame. As my families souls were reaped, as death lays his dark claim. I remember the arson's devils work and the life-taking fire, sending flying souls above to add to His Heavenly choir. I walk through the wet, reminiscencing momentous moments, like Kodak commercial pictures, with saddening components. All of it's forever gone, and by the hands of a single man, of the simplistic souls that can still sweep joy from this desolate land. I walk through the wet, mostly dry like I'm crossing through time warps, as my eyes recall these happy days through the lifeless eyes of a moving corpse. The burnt-out remains of a house awaits me down the quiet road, beckoning me to the ash, packed with old memories that my mind also knows. I walk through the wet, thoughts flitting through my crowded mind, of smiling children playing and my wife's lovely grin, painfully kind. I may be six feet under, but I still walk on two feet in this sad place, where I'm bound to the restless results where my life was lived, along with that laughing face. |
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