Well i'm not gonna be on here that much cuz I have three tests on Monday
and I really have to study. ( never did before )
I think i'll give you the poem now.
It was not death, for I stood up by Emily Dickinson.
It was not death, for I stood up,
And all the dead lie down;
It was not night, for all the bells
Put out thier tongues, for noon.
It was not frost, for on my flesh
I felt siroccos crawl,~
Nor fire, for just my marble feet
Could keep a chancel cool.
And yet it tasted like them all;
The figures I have seen
Set orderly, for burial,
Reminded me of mine,
As if my life were shaven
And fitted to a frame,
And could not breathe without a key;
And 'twas like midnight, some,
When everything that ticked has stopped,
And space stares, all around,
Or grisly frosts, first autumn morns,
Repeal the beating ground.
But most like chaos,~stopless, cool,~
Without a chance or spar,
Or even a report of land
To justify despair.
Well I think after I get off here i'm gonna watch some vidoes then watch tv and study.
THATS ALL FOLKS
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 Sexy Emo Dragon · Fri Feb 29, 2008 @ 11:13pm · 1 Comments |
