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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


Nature of the Beast
2003-11-30 - 12:18 a.m.

Nature of the Beast

Ghost of your voice

Nature of the beast

Speak with a barbed tongue

Crush under your feet.

Farewell to thee

Can't tame my roaring mind

Under lock and key

But maybe I'm just blind.

Neverfading, this dream of mine

Cast it to the winds

Beneath the sands of time.

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