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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 Know You Know
2005-02-25 - 8:22 a.m.

Far from perfect
I know you know
As well as you can see
The life I've led
The blood I've bled
Comes crashing in on me.

Far from sane
I see that you see
As well as you can hear
The things I've learned
The pyres I've burned
Comes smashing down on me.

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