PowerlessA Poem by CourtneyStripped of power by savages, pages ripped from my books. Velvet seat crushed and tossed to the glowing blaze. The smoke envelopes me, clouds my eyes until all is polluted. Disappearing picnic under my palm, leaving me to starve and hear voices. A lost comfort to never return, only remains in dreams— dreams that I cry to dream again. © 2009 CourtneyAuthor's Note
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3 Reviews Added on May 1, 2009 Last Updated on May 11, 2009 Previous Versions AuthorCourtneyDallas (for now), TXAboutI graduate from college with a degree in creative writing in a week, and after saving some money, I'm planning to move to New York to see what it's like. If the publishing world or an extremely large.. more..Writing
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