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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Walking in the trees one day I watched the weather change A figure approached White as a ghost, with a hand behind his back Walking at angles odd to me And humming a tune of sorrow Trekking to a meadow of gloom And daring me to follow Looking up from his path, whispering A lungful of wrath spent "Mutter my name if you wish to stay" "My name today, is Mister Grey" Thinking on this turn of time And the Hell that lay behind "Mister Grey, what is the secret you guard so dear in the palm behind your back?" And I became seized Seized by a site strange as could be Mister Grey trembled and shook But his eyes smiled at me "Follow brother, swallow, see, and breathe this tale of agony" And when I feel to stare beyond The prison of stars, just to see It stares back, with gavel and hammer In a manner the same as he If never a better time should come To hold an impulse and control it Spiral down the bounding stairs To darkness at its fullest And fear to see inside myself, compelling me to follow I forsake and answer for a knowing look And traced his step To where the outline stood A house, a house was built Standing tall and still On pins and needles, against its will Standing on the step inside Mister Grey stopped to speak Mister Grey Trembled and shook But his eyes smiled at me "This is my home, it is my own, I never loved the family" "Building walls over walls, getting hotter still the smell surrounds me" "Shallow graves engraved in clay underneath the boards" "Fight the fires of the gore, hitting harder hold the bottle steady" "I weild the blade of God, I made from my hand" "I stared into the pit tonight, the best dream I ever had" Thinking on this feeling And looking to my hand If the world is a prison Then life is a sentence Save for the power to let this go And drop the will of the guilty Mister Grey trembled and shook But his eyes smiled at me A memory, not of mine Sent for me like a smack of spite The face in the river asks for a kiss And im obliged to deliver
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