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Graveyard of my mind
Contributed by
Voice of the Silent
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Sunday, 21st June 2009 @ 08:22:28 PM in AEST
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Human skulls
A swing set made of bones
Hearing banshee’s call
As I sit here in a graveyard alone
In my mind
That’s what I see
I guess I spend too much time
Reading scary books to be…sane
Reanimated corpses
The undertakers’ laboratories
Calling for lightning to strike
This is what my imagination is like
Full of human skulls, my own swing sets of bone
Banshees crying their call
Reanimated corpses, crazy undertakers
This is what happens when my imagination roams
When I’m alone
Wondering in the graveyard of my mind
But that’s where I like to spend my time
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Re: Graveyard of my mind
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by emystar on
Sunday, 21st June 2009 @ 09:07:05 PM AEST
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Very creative writing.
Huggs, blessings,
emy |
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Re: Graveyard of my mind
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by lesoleilnoire on
Sunday, 21st June 2009 @ 09:26:06 PM AEST
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| Nicely written. Great Imagery! |
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