the beginningA Poem by ICS
ending
seen through imagination kaleidoscope set stare gaze on futuristic hope leave behind come up upon one sun has set every new dawn pawn no longer now I'm stronger no - wiser still to games of thrill seduction life's art broken from, apart rusted chain links kept me in brinks with last calls what could have beens she called them sins never agains pins unmarred guttered balls charred returned to sender hands in blender pur'ee delight why write, why write? © 2010 ICS |
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Added on February 19, 2010 Last Updated on February 23, 2010 Author
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