The Golden Wall

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

Converstations with myself.
Arb would be perhaps the best word to describe this one

“How did it happen?”
“Arbitrarily, erratically, evenly I suppose”
“Never really was apart of those”
“Who?”
“The ones that crumble and cascade”
“Molten bricks raining down; a golden shower”
“Not them?”
“No! Never me, not this”
“And the power?”
“Always knew the art”
“Of what?”
“Of fortifying of course”
“Knew the limitation and where to look for the source,
Of it all”
“But what exactly is this?”
“The all? Ah there is the very downfall…”
…?
“Not knowing and a crumbling golden,
Wall”


Submitted: June 14, 2008

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air

huh, very interesting :D
I LIKE ^_^
~katie

Sat, June 14th, 2008 5:10pm

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Haha thank you:) i wasnt sure anyone would so its good to know you liked it

Wed, June 18th, 2008 7:05am

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