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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

 

I Gave Too Much
2003-11-03 - 9:11 p.m.
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I Gave Too Much

I gave to you my heart of hearts

I gave to you a promise of love

I took from you all that you gave

And granted you no room to shove.

I sent to you a moonlight kiss

I sent to you a rambling rose

I took from you all that you were

And granted you no more than prose.

I threw at you a resounding no

I threw at you a begging please

I took from you all that I could

And granted you no time to cease.

I gave to you a loving embrace

I gave to you a humble home

I took from you all that you gave

And granted you no more than a show.

I sent to you a warm,familiar touch

I sent to you those things I could

I took from you all that you wanted

And granted you no more than I should.

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