My Call pt.IIIA Poem by Kyle Francisco
Alone
endless path to perfection hone my skill one with the sun until my day is done become the night imbued with might miser of terror under visage so clever on road to ruin or brink of discovery unleash the best of me elude disaster mind and heart equidistant truth exudes my soul bound on paper blood becomes these words my hope, my will end to toil in presence of a master... © 2008 Kyle Francisco |
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Added on September 28, 2008 Author
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