wing spring forth from thy back
one white and one black
into battle the angel goes
spear in one hand and sheild in other
durring battle thy heart is pierced
blood shoots forth to the ground
battle angel falls to the ground
grasps the object which has pierced his heart
war rages all around
the fight continues as he's dying
dying...
eyes glaze over as he takes a breath
inhale
exhale
no more
hi..as you can see I enjoy poetry......not that good of a writer i must say though.....
Sunday, September 18, 2005
a poem...
wash away the salt of tears
wash away the pain of years
drown the memories of a haunted past
drown them in the essence of life
wash away the blood from wounds of before
drown them in the essence of life and see the two entwine slowly and go into the dark..
..bye
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Thursday, September 15, 2005
frist post
well a friend told me about this community so I thought Id check it out...
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