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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

 

Naked
2003-06-25 - 8:51 p.m.
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I am naked before you

In my glory I kneel

Upon my scarred knees

For you I reveal..

I swipe the cobwebs harshly

From my sad eyes to view

You there before me

With all your untruths...

I am naked on my knees

Touch not these dying tears

Speak not of that love

For I do not hear...

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