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A poem is never finished, only abandoned.  ~Paul Val�ry
Poetry is an echo, asking a shadow to dance.  ~Carl Sandburg
Poetry is thoughts that breathe, and words that burn.  ~Thomas Gray
Poetry is not always words.  ~Audrey Foris
Poetry is the rhythmical creation of beauty in words.  ~Edgar Allan Poe

 

Peace At Last
2003-06-25 - 9:56 p.m.
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Promises broken because someone forgot

Songs remained unsung and dreams were lost

Poisoned by an angel who became a liar

Taken from the light to be thrown into the fire.

Fighting hard to remain sane and calm

But the years passed and there was no balm

Age surrounds and the music finally ends

Sorting the enemies from her friends.

Watching silently as her world around her dies

Waiting and praying--determined not to cry

Too old to care, yet too alive not to be afraid

Staring in the distance as the memories begin to fade.

Forced by heartless fate to live her life alone

Cursed by a faultless mistake from so long ago

Worse than death it is to live without love

She�s ready to go home-her time is up.

The lights vanish and cold darkness sets in

Losing a battle too old for her to win

With regret and pain she journeys on

Knowing her life on this Earth is done.

Magical moments forever they are gone

Life left her lying so cold and alone

But in the distance she beholds a light

Now knowing it is time for her to give up the fight.

Grasping the things that can never come back

Finally turning around, she finds two sets of tracks

Knowing she was never by herself

She bravely takes her final last breath

raw || truth
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Past Memories:

2006-01-13 - Fear In My Skin
2006-01-10 - The Moon - Our Silent Audience
2005-12-14 - Promise
2005-12-11 - Pure Bliss
2005-08-31 - In This Grave