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Fear
A sculptor of stars
his form of beauty
we hoped to understand
from seeing nothing
i carved words of fear
upon my mind
from where the monsters come
what feeds their fire.
A sculptor of stars
our visions of happiness
we thought we had something
caught in emptiness
i wrote a song of fear
below my heart
for whom the hounds run
after who they bark.
his form of beauty
we hoped to understand
from seeing nothing
i carved words of fear
upon my mind
from where the monsters come
what feeds their fire.
A sculptor of stars
our visions of happiness
we thought we had something
caught in emptiness
i wrote a song of fear
below my heart
for whom the hounds run
after who they bark.
Published 8th Dec 2014
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Anonymous
8th Dec 2014 7:40pm
Im glad I checked on the latest poems,yours is a gem,esp the last stanza....
8th Dec 2014 10:14pm
