Because I knew
Your planto bury me under the mud,
chop my flesh
tear my bones
trash my soul
Because I knew
your plan
to deceive me
to drag me down
I stayed away,
far away,
where you captured me
anyway
Because I knew
Your plangraceladymn commented on Because I knew
09-13-2009
09/15/2009
Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.
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