Mark Smith Poems
|1.||Act 1: Immortality||7/3/2008|
|2.||Act 2: Lurks||7/3/2008|
|3.||Act 3: Forever||7/3/2008|
|5.||Fall And Become Broken||4/10/2009|
|12.||Here They Come||7/1/2007|
Comments about Mark Smith
This scar and that scar...
-the physicle and emotional, they are witness to life.
The life I lived, the life that I chose to live.
This scar and that scar,
-These are my scars, they bare how I chose to stand, how I faught and the weapons I chose to fight with...
These scars over here show the mistakes I made when I made them- and how I over came them...
The scars and inflictions reveal a life, not one of guns and knives, bombs and wars, but of love and hate, loss and gain.
A life with out regret.
I stand beside you with in possession of a unique flame, I stand beside you holding your hand feeling your skin; My hands quake and tremble because of the burning desire I have for you. You are my candle you are my light, you are my energy you are my eternal flame.