Talk
is cheap and lives enriched within
the
beauty of those who’ve surrounded
the
thoughts too deep to understand
Songs
play on as lives grow old,
the
ancient rhymes ring throughout
the
hallowed halls of the architecture
that
stands forever
Summons
to those who knew
the
time that falls before them
Lasting
days have no end to what
seems
the days long past have
never
seen that which follows
the
stench that creeps into the
depths
of nevermore
Nothing
glitters like the gleem
of
watching eyes without a worry
Screaming
for another that will
never
be realized in sensible
time
that passes through
The
passage followed can never
know
the retribution of souls
that
traveled, even though the
death
of innocent stains the way…
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Created
December 31, 1997
Last
Update June 9, 2000
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