Friday, November 14, 2008

A poem I once wrote for someone.

The background of this person is difficult to describe as he stays in my memory as a blurred image of a person I thought I knew but whom I probably never understood. This is for you my friend.


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lucent soul as silver fire
rainbow in ebony attire
faint voices sweet as a whisper
a phoenix from memories of her

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Tearless gaurdian upon a tomb
where buried alive his love lay
For every smile had a price to pay
breathing death he chose to stay

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