No titleA Poem by Owlsnest
At the table you sit
poised and ready yet not long ago, you sat surrounded by gargoyles of your lost love you walk the road to redemption yet not long you stood encircled by demons of your forgotten friend you search the land of intrepidation yet not long ago you lay stalked by the spirits of rejection you discover inspiration so sit, stand, lay as if the world is waiting at your feet control the flow of mankind the feast is ready, eat.
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Added on January 6, 2013 Last Updated on January 6, 2013 Author
OwlsnestSomerset, United KingdomAboutI am going to use this site to vent, whether that be via poetry, short stories or via free expression. I just want to write, i want to be understood, if not by any of you, then by myself. I dont want .. more..Writing
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