introspection

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    upon etheral wings of grey light a demon shall awake ready to fight bringing death to those who would steal the breath from innocence.

    yet as he fights his heart grows cold making him feel weary and old
    as fear grows on his friends faces
    not for those he has killed
    but for the hold he keeps so tight on his sanity at the sight of people dying because of fates cruel sight

    and as the night turns to day the images are brushed away by a fiery angel lending her hand to the demon who is really only a man
     who's heart has been crushed by fates cruel hand
     only to be cured by days first light
    until night once again falls bringing misery to us all.

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    SilverGirl commented on introspection

    12-13-2009

    The infamous figure eight.. no beginning.. nor any end.. Over and over we shall travel, till the blessed day we are saved from the tumultuous journey we call life.. Wonderful writing.. Hugs SG

    dangedmanjr commented on introspection

    03-30-2009

    a vicious circle!

    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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