anonymous
2010-01-20 05:47:03 UTC
.
I go down
and drown
in the sound
of a noun
on which you expound
and compound
until fear comes around
and your tears
stain the ground
where once we had found
a home for hope to abound
old words do redound
and your knell does resound
now comes around
I hone my fractured crown
pointing the point inbound
cutting the shell I surround
my world in round
at the power of one noun
that can astound
.
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