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Cobblestone
Cobblestone
Shouting into the grey
Cobblestone
Surrounded by ancient walls
Cold and alone
Theres mold in my shower
from the dark and damp
Cobblestone beneath
Clamy hands feel one w/ these walls
Mind grey matter
dulled and listless as the architecture
of this dreary city
all I will remember is the hopeless optimists
shouting into the grey
Shouting into the grey
Cobblestone
Surrounded by ancient walls
Cold and alone
Theres mold in my shower
from the dark and damp
Cobblestone beneath
Clamy hands feel one w/ these walls
Mind grey matter
dulled and listless as the architecture
of this dreary city
all I will remember is the hopeless optimists
shouting into the grey
Published 7th Jan 2012
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Anonymous
7th Jan 2012 9:44am
A unique, original piece. I don't think I've read anything quite like it before.
Particularly fond of...
"Mind grey matter
dulled and listless as the architecture
of this dreary city"
Thanks for the read Mr. B
Particularly fond of...
"Mind grey matter
dulled and listless as the architecture
of this dreary city"
Thanks for the read Mr. B
7th Jan 2012 10:41am
7th Jan 2012 2:57pm
Profound piece yet if we are to consider Master Boots, that if both the grey matter and the grey cobblestone could speak what stories they could tell. Wonderful piece sir, thank you.
Gypsy red
Gypsy red
8th Jan 2012 7:41am
9th Jan 2012 4:19am
You have captured something very intense in this piece of work I can actually feel the cool and damp...also the feeling of seeing that grey unforgiving sky above is very realistic to how it always seems.
Certainly in England when the weather is very...English or British which ever you prefer.
Excellent piece
Certainly in England when the weather is very...English or British which ever you prefer.
Excellent piece
