Integrity

by AlyssaBrook   Oct 20, 2007


I have no idea what this was about, I simply began to write and it became this .... :]

So simple, the con of the mighty beast
No words escaping the onslaught eyes
Fierce; be the omnipotent jaws
Crushing, into fine powder
Leaving behind, no trace of exertion
Thrashed, back and forth, to and fro,
Scars embedded in Holy Aspersion
Insanity lingering in the midst of all
Troubled, be the onlookers thoughts
Vexation overtaking weary hearts
Pounding languish amplified;
Ringing in the remnants of elapsed time

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  • 17 years ago

    by AlyssaBrook

    Thanks, hun!
    :D

  • 17 years ago

    by Lisa

    Wow amazing write!