Sunday, April 30, 2006

Pyramid

A jumbled signal
Tries to get through
From the dark recesses
Of a crumbled ruin
It tries to bring me back
To imprison me
In its phantom walls
But I have been gone for a millenium
And I shall not return
To ancient fears
And antiquated anxieties
I move forward under the sun
Sealing the cracks in my resolve

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