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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

 

Of Your Mouth
2004-05-12 - 1:14 p.m.
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Of Your Mouth

Sleep in your misery, lie in icy passion

The cold wet spot left in memory of love spent

Wasted on a sheet that knows no sins, no stains

Wallow in your guilt, cuddle against the raging wall

The remains of time unheeded, broken against the window

Polluted through no fault of my own

Embrace kindness thrown away, tangle with my pride

The faces of simple memories linger on still

Vanquished with a word from the gaping hole

Of your mouth.

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