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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


Author Unknown
2005-01-12 - 8:34 a.m.

After the worst has happened with nothing left to fear,
The sun continues shining with undiminished cheer;
And winds continue blowing and skies continue fair,
As hearts continue bearing pain they cound not bear.
A life so young released to heaven...left on earth we wonder, "Why?"
But some are sent among us briefly...some have spirits meant to fly.
-author unknown-

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