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Incredible

A pulse to beat a climb repeat The clock would tick a trip to feet A light in peril remorse new leaf A branch to pull the heaven's beat A calm will chime a reasonable touch of rhyme Incredible A culture of death treasured with lies, To meditate along lines of fate A hand to hold the ocean sway In viable degree of common decay With heart to pulse in silence torn degree Shadows in darkened holes pierced in inner brevity; Incredible heart to dismiss with fear A hand to hold the call is drawn near; To help summon its beckoning call with tear Incredible A heart trained to meditate In glance of fate with chattered fate To plunge asunder through wings of solace Incredible So is the human spirit twisted in solemn regard to illusion With my writing I can finally escape To reach the goal attentive to a much better place In a quest toward that final rest With wings resting in angelic fervor toward heavens gate Outside are screams of demon means with shattered hearts of glass In darkened portals of haunted demise through rock ledge pillars of evil eyes With tongues of asps shattered glass in vile desolation & regret Incredible A sought after adaptation leading into its eternal abyss at last to doom awaits!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 5/10/2012 2:58:00 PM
Mario, this poem impress me - completed ! - oxox love Anne-Lise
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Date: 5/9/2012 6:53:00 PM
Smile ˜ Admire The Classic Taste Amid This Excellent & Profound Verse, My Dear Precious Friend * And He Cried Out But They Said Do Not Bother THE MASTER, Yet He Cried Out Even More * "What Is It You ME To Do For You?" * That I May See * My Love to You, John!:) ˜
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Date: 5/9/2012 6:56:00 PM
...."Tis Suppose To Read, 'What Is It That You Wish For ME To Do For 'You?'" *

Book: Reflection on the Important Things