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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

 

Underlying Truth
2003-11-30 - 12:26 a.m.
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Underlying Truth

What would you give me

To stay by your side

What could you say to me

To pass the years of time

What would you do for me

To keep me here with you

What should you be saying

Go on, tell the truth

What might you do to me

To hold me here in your arms

What could you make me feel

To keep me safe and warm

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