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He Was But a Man-

Intelligence and continuity… Sly and cunning dangerously so, Experienced and seasoned… A veteran of many lives not so helpless, Focused and warmly passionate… A romantic undeniably cool, Temperamental and justly powerful, Richly heralded yet still feared, Precisioned and calculated… Darkly unorthodox and unreadable, Hated and despised sought after by many… Never sighted or caught though never hiding, Untalented artistry and plain creative works… Lucidly abstract and hauntingly subliminal, Beheld handsome and perfectly made… Un-noticed and never revered, Companioned and gathered by many friends… Alone in solitude an unheard dark, Talked about and rumored of… Carelessly shaken but filling with disdain, Taken aback by this vision perfection… Transparent glass dirtied by cleansing, Strong and prideful undyingly mortal… Still, he was but a man.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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