Thursday, October 25, 2007

Condensation
Stone Walls;
read my words!
Read what I have written on you.
Stone Walls;
you must take pity
or laugh.
Stone Walls;
I speak to you!
Know my story, Stone Walls.

I will wait,
but read my words!
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1 comment:

Anonymous said...

"His immortal, immovable, bleached cheek was dry; but the stone cheeks of the walls were trickling."

October 25, 2007 at 8:34 PM

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