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[aid] => mick
[title] => Garden of Shadows
[time] => 2005-06-23 23:46:44
[hometext] => Enter at own risk....
[bodytext] => Welcome. Come on in To my garden of shadows See what grows within Black roses As far as the eye can see Twisting vines Wrapped around the trees Stone edge walls So tall and high Victims of the past Can you hear their cries? And heres the waterfall So crystal clear Gaze at your reflection In this river of tears Oh and look at the birds! Black ravens perched on a tree Inspecting their next victim They like what they see Follow the winding path Made of human bones Crunching beneath your feet Like small, fragile stones The best part is yet to come The highlight of my show Gravestones grey with age Peaceful visitors rest below Tall and looming trees Casting shadows everywhere Its easy to get lost here In my garden of despair You should stay longer Wait until its night The garden looks breath taking When bathed in the moon's light The fountain of blood Is over there to your right Isn't it wonderful? Such a beautiful sight Why do you look scared? Don't you like it here? People always seem to Treat my garden with fear I haven't finished the tour See there's the old stone well My sister was playing there And accidentally fell Its so cold & damp And such a long way down My little sisters body Was never even found And look over at that tree See that wooden swing? My mother used to sit there Gaze at flowers and sing Its such a shame she fell And cracked her skull on the ground It was strange, when i buried her She was still making sounds My father tried to burn my garden What a silly thing to do He said that it was evil Now of course thats not true Hes with mother now Beneath this very ground Again another body That was nowhere to be found I haven't left my garden In many, many years I shall remain here till i die I will be buried right here My beautiful garden My only home Its only me here But I'm not alone [comments] => 4 [counter] => 180 [topic] => 13 [informant] => Brandyx7 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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