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gargoyle's and serpent's gaurd the door to the room that lead's to no where that lead's to no where I've been before and I admit that I'm frightened to see those face's again with wing's that can not fly carved in stone standing alone as something slither's past and remind's that I have to go I should have never come here I know it doesn't matter to you you've never been inside my room and who's to say you've never seen them before for all I know you have maybe the one who is carved is you created in all your likeness sure as hell not mine sometime's I wish God would strike me blind maybe then I wouldnt go there maybe then I wouldnt feel the need as I stare into their marble eye's I know it's my choice fear has brought me here never letting go something just slitherd by countless reason's why to weighed to even fly so I guess I'm stranded maybe I should dim the light's but it's getting brighter or maybe my eye's will close sooner then I imagined sooner then I feared they would like gargoyle's and serpent's just another thing to remind me another thing to let me know that I'm not moving I'd be better off carved in stone than just standing like a statue tasting wine that's been aged with out ever breathing who's to taste such fine bouquet if the only one's left who stayed are the one's who stand in the way like gargoyle's and serpent's... - J.marie |
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