Work in progress...

[Tyler Durden]

I dont know if I like this one, but i thought id post it anyway. Tell me what you think, dont be afriad to tell me it sucks.


The Room

Methane gas swims the air
Fills down in my chest
You stare your love
Press my cheek
Mouth whispers all the rest

Quiet cannot pierce the noise
The pleading crying screams
They shake the door
Cry out our names
To wake us from this dream

The book is scant here
In our hand
On red heads lie our fate
This hating sphere of mud and salt
We flux to soon vacate.

Through ruptured glass within the halls
They seek to grasp our lives
The world is lit
The match is gone
And we are still alive


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It may help to understand human affairs to be clear that most of the great triumphs and tradgedies of history are caused not by people being fundamentally good or fundamentally bad, but people being fundimentally people-- Good Omens, Neil Gaiman

[*Leo the Lioness*]

tyler, this is really good!.......i know how it is though, when you dont really feel something is your best, but take my word for it, this is an interesting poem *G

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