-=The gargoyle=-
Day light trickles
Through the open door
And day light tickles
The bodies on the floor
Day light floods the room that I’m in
When the Day light hits me
I turn to stone again
Day light trickles
Through the open door
And day light tickles
The bodies on the floor
Day light floods the room that I’m in
When the Day light hits me
I turn to stone again
© -=SH4D3NH4ND=-, 2004-02-05
Comments: The original comments: " a sliver of what should have been a longer poem... i think its lame but you might not.... "
