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the dungeon
Contributed by
hobbitt2u
on
Saturday, 23rd August 2003 @ 02:35:00 AM in AEST
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Down from the tower, I walk the pink mile
To the dungeon, with white dirty tile.
Its smoldering hot, stench all around me
Caring for life, where death longs to be.
Thirty-two on the west, twelve belong to me.
Alarms are my worry, 7A to 14B
As I pass over there lifeless body
tending to the machine
that makes them breath,
I know
Family and friends long to see
this liveless body return to
the person it used to be.
Glanceing down
I see there eyes stareing at me,
although every pair is different
they have one common plea
Please let me die, just leave me be.....
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Re: the dungeon
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by jaavys on
Saturday, 23rd August 2003 @ 05:49:30 AM AEST
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i too am rn.
you can read me at nursewise, i'm the first entry.
and you can read me here, The Statue |
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Re: the dungeon
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by jaavys on
Saturday, 23rd August 2003 @ 05:49:57 AM AEST
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i too am rn.
you can read me at nursewise, i'm the first entry.
and you can read me here, The Statue |
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Re: the dungeon
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by lovingcritters on
Saturday, 23rd August 2003 @ 06:57:05 AM AEST
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Heartwringing for me, how very kind of you to share
For those that never see or are aware,
That's the only time death can be a friend...
Please let them sleep.....let this existence end!
And I'm so happy to hear that you try to understand their plight!
They are in darkness.....yet you walk in the light....what a marvelously kind heart you have.
Your poem was a very sad write....but one that needed to be said.
Lovingcritters
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