Here is the second poem that I said I would post. This one is a little more complex than the first. Not many people understand what was really meant when I wrote this. However, if you're to figure it out, I will definately let you know! __________________________________________________ ______________________
Peircing a part of me I never will forget,
Embracing a part I see I never will regret.
Embedding a picturesque emotion that I feel,
Trembling of the pain and blood, impressions that I steal.
An outline and a coloring of visions caught in time,
An inscription of an echoing, a hurt that is sublime.
To capture all the essence bound, to hear the cut of skin,
My blood I feel asunder with a feeling from within.
Innocence although it seemes my mind and will they faught,
An ending, a completion, and another soul I caught.
To stay a part of me forever, subject to my will,
Caught between a crossfire, forever they stay still.
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This is a rather interesting poem. One of which I'm sure many thoughts have run through your mind. I won't give you any insight as to what was going through my head when I wrote this but rather be more inclined as to hear what you, the reader, have to say.
The Essence of My Pride 
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