Quiet all around;
darkness abound.
No rooms
only toombs.
I was born in to the darkness;
this terrible starkness.
Grey walls surround
as my voice resounds.
I was born into this life
a life of strife.
Born into this never ending solitude.
Author notes
'Light My Candle'
For a contest, title chosen:- Born Into Solitude
By DarkStatic
A contest entry
- TITLES CONTEST BIG POINTS!!!! by Georgia La Mariposa.
650 points, ended October 17, 2008, 14 entries
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This is really good I relly liked what you did with the prompt here, great work and the best of luck to you in the contest hon
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