My Weak Red Heart Poem by James Fanthorpe
My Weak Red Heart
full is my weak red heart
although pitiful is it's advice
wisdom tendered
but a roll of the dice
last comes my truth
slave to it is my pride
dont cry for my sight
only image will ride
closed are my eyes
to loss of whats real
faith prisoner to credibility
truth light cant steal
Saturday, June 26, 2010
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