April 4, 2007

  • Untitled work-in-progress

    This is a poem I started to write out on paper, not on computer, but I figured I'd share for your reading pleasure.


    offered sanguine


             for the passing


       truth in promises


               pain required so spake


                            this is where I stand


     


    For my faith


           one more scar


                 dutifully worn


                 proudly earned


     


         drops of blood


                wept into the soil


                         always freely


     


    THIS I CHOSE


              What would you give to connect?

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