Savage Torment
18 January, 2007
Author: Rick Ryckman
Stranded in the forest of dark and quiet dreams.
The pitch-blackness with its violent force strikes.
I am crawling and bleeding at the crossroads.
Riding between hell and death.
I have seen the many kings of time.
Onward through the night I look for freedom.
There is no exquisite escape.
Death will come and bring the delivery from pain.
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| frances (205.188.117.65) -- Thursday, January 25 2007, 12:41 am this was written recently I know.....it seems like it says something about what you are feeling at this time in life.....I completely understand....for I've been there too ...my friend |
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