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Brandon Tanton Poem
When we open up the door do you
anticipate the echoing reverb
Warps your perception with its rumble
Gazing upon the doorway to where
Gazing upon....
The doorway to where
Pulls you into its beautiful brilliance
sick recognition grips your mind slowly
Rip your eyes open to the terror
To know whats beyond the doorway to where
To know whats beyond....
The doorway to where
Curiosity eating away inside
just to see beyond it
An icon belonging to no one
god only knows who made it
Those who survive it are blinded
To know where it goes
is to know where is where
Men forever have tried to control it
So whenever your there
you better take care
don't get eatin alive by the doorway to where
The doorway to where
When we open up the door to you
you go where you go you don't have a say
Test fate by plunging yourself through the unknown
Stepping beyond the doorway to where
Stepping beyond....
The doorway to where
Shadows envelope you with a hunger
agonizing screaming falls on deaf ears
The silence that follows proves without error
Never is there beyond the doorway to where
Never is there....
Beyond the doorway to where
Upon your return
your body falls to the earth
mutilated beyond recognition
And now the story is told
your name is etched into stone
a warning to those who would question
As we walk away
a blank look on our faces
Theres no pity felt for your defiance
You were told not to go
still you gave up your soul
condemned forever to roam beyond the doorway to where
The doorway to where
Copyright © Brandon Tanton | Year Posted 2006
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Brandon Tanton Poem
See lies, a broken promise.
Red skies. Your never coming back.
Forgive me, forsaken.
Can't complain, I had it coming.
Soon to be reunited.
With her body, it's my temple.
Crumbling down. Overpowering.
The simple minded other lovers.
Loaded levels of perception.
Eating off my plate of passion.
Detatched now. Help yourself,
to my unwilling donation.
Copyright © Brandon Tanton | Year Posted 2006
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Brandon Tanton Poem
Did you see them slowly falling
through this everlasting darkness?
Screaming out their prayers in silence,
but you never answer always.
If you took the time to step in,
would the world be willing to change?
If I chose to believe your existance,
would the world consider me strange?
If I could see through
this everlasting
level of disbelief.
Would I fear the world around me?
Feel that my faith is a disease.
God where are you right now?
Can you hear me call you out in vain?
Can I be relieved of this sin,
will you show me how to live again?
Copyright © Brandon Tanton | Year Posted 2006
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