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poem is never finished, only abandoned. ~Paul Val�ry
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Naked 2
I am naked before you In my glory I kneel Upon my scarred knees For you I reveal. I wipe the cobwebs from my eyes to you i give the gift of sight here lies the ashes of broken love Damaged beyond the help from above To you I give the gift of light To chase the cobwebs from your eyes To thee I give a heart of glass For you to smash so swift and fast I wish to you the joys of the heart For me to break into little parts To thee I hand the curse of hate For you to swallow with all haste. ~Raven~ raw || truth |