Endgame Poem by Arik Fletcher
Endgame
Charred & broken, left for dead;
hidden, lost, the mantle shed;
Anger, pain, the feelings raw;
racing, dazed, the mind unsure;
Locked, enclosed, the ancient lair;
open, set, the fatal snare;
Tempted, blind, the greed is all;
trapped, alone, the echoes call;
Empty, drained, the body dry;
finished, gone, no tears to cry.
Thursday, February 25, 2010
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