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11/28/2006

Poetry

Poetry's the music
that was playing in my heart
right at the beginning
of the ending from the start;

long, cascading verses
to express a single thought;
freely given secrets for which,
once, I would have fought;

philosophizing, prophesizing,
boldly telling lies;
romantic inspirations
wrapped in wishes sealed with sighs;

memories of miseries;
imaginary love;
wanderings and wonderings
and magic from above;

prejudices, urgent kisses,
honesty and myth;
pain and pretty, joy and ugly
whipped until they're stiff;

Poetry is equal parts of joy
and primal fears;
half completed verses
seen through veils of poets tears;



brightly painted shadows
from the dungeon known as me;
imaginary imagery
that's absolutely free.

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