Ark Angel
Fly by now
It’s time to see
All those wondrous times
That you have spent with me
All these times of fun
And all the ones of strife
Just realizing now
That those are part of life
So now I say goodbye
To all the things we’ve done
And hope that when next we meet
You can proclaim ‘I’ve won’
And in case this meeting is our last
Live free and die well
And always remember that as long as you believe,
There is no real hell
The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.
Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| Concrete Angels | 0 | 06/08/2011 |
| The Drowning Of King Jossik | 0 | 03/29/2011 |
| Life (Or Lack Thereof) | 0 | 03/22/2011 |
| Ark Angel | 1 | 03/14/2011 |
| Where I'm From | 1 | 03/11/2011 |
| Guttered Candles | 1 | 03/11/2011 |
| The Counter Crook | 1 | 03/11/2011 |
| Metronome | 0 | 03/11/2011 |
| Dreidoll's Lullaby (The Writ Of Flight) | 0 | 03/11/2011 |
| Welcome Home | 1 | 03/11/2011 |
| Back To Sleep | 0 | 03/11/2011 |
| The Law Of Moss | 0 | 03/11/2011 |
| Paper Memorial | 0 | 03/11/2011 |
| Everything You've Loved | 0 | 03/11/2011 |
| Carve My Heart | 0 | 03/11/2011 |
| Dear Mother, Father | 0 | 03/11/2011 |
| Truths | 0 | 03/11/2011 |
| The Perks Of Dying | 0 | 03/11/2011 |
| Predator | 0 | 03/11/2011 |
| Hunter | 0 | 03/11/2011 |
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