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Stone Skies
Stopping along the way
I touched the skies of gray
Turning them into stone
As well as the horse I'm on
And when I started again
The world was turned outside in
And lava flowed through veins
Below caverns where I remain
When I looked above my head
There were caskets of the dead
Floating like stars in muddy skies
While corpses flew without their eyes
All of this just worried me so
I decided I had to go
So I rode through the bottom of Hell
Got singed and began to yell
The world started to shake
and I dreamt I was awake
Now as I stand here on solid ground
I'll never forget the horrid sound
Of a world moaning in pain
While I sleep the sleep of the insane~
Poetry by Kathy Lockhart
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Written on 2008-10-25 at 01:58
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