A little later in the mourning

by wolfofthesteppes

Posted to Action Poetry on 2002-03-15 05:57:00

Parent message is 143030
Take all the pieces of your life,
that you can’t think about
move them into the the purety symbols of others.
Tainting the ancient with twisted ideals.
Strip bare every essence of good
use the long walked paths of others as stepping stones to your own demise.
Tainting truths , with your battleground trademarks.
If you want a war ,
then take you pick
I’m not laying any choices down
when you forget how innocent we are,
and lay your burdens as signatures of your own deciet
scrambling to the bottom for ultimate conclusion,
is not where you’ll find me.

I’ve called you love,
amongst other things,
tried to tempt you.
Physical practicalities
getting caught in the playground I call life.
This is a game.

but these are the whispers of children
I cant break the eternal chain,
and i dont want to
just wanted to love you for a while,
maybe
forever.

Haze


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