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A poem is never finished, only abandoned.  ~Paul Valéry
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


2003-11-20 - 8:06 p.m.


Careless you were, with my heart

Defenseless I was, with your words

Tormented we were, by the lies

Renewed we were, by the break.

Careless you were, with my tears

Hopeless I was, with your promises

Demented we were, by the thought

Redeemed we were, by the spirit.

Careless you were, with my body

Ruined I was, by your reputation

Defeated we were, by the saying

Rejoined we were, by the mere act.

Careless I was, with my own soul

Forgiven you were, by my sweetness

Beat down you were, by my resolve

Risen we were, by the vows.

Careless I was, by my own thoughts

Jealous you were, by the attention of others

Shaken we were, by the reminder

Rejected we were, by the morals of the world.

raw || truth
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