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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

 

Long Forgotten
2003-10-24 - 1:03 p.m.
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Do not weep, my pretty one

What was here is now gone

Words cut me like a knife

How could you leave without a fight?

Do not despair, my pretty one

I shall recoup and carry on

Strength did not save you

From finding out the truth.

Carry on, do not stumble

My arms will not be here

To catch your fall

Do not hesitate, do not look back

Because before you were gone

You were long forgotten.

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