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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

 

Metal Angel
2003-07-26 - 3:32 p.m.
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Tears came and went

And she grew tired

Poisoned by an angel

Who became a liar

Tormented by all those years lost

Begging and pleading

No matter the cost..

Metal angel, a pretty bird

Locked in a gilded cage

She's a simple tragedy

Just a fight to be won..

Passion forgotten

As the years passed

Forbidden love remembered

At the last

But it was too late

The angel had died

With no one to care

And no eyes to cry

Oh, lonely angel

Didn't you know

That in a dead garden

No lovely seeds can grow?

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