"The poet's eye, in fine frenzy rolling, doth glance from heaven to earth, from earth to heaven; and as imagination bodies forth the forms of things unknown, the poet's pen turns them to shapes and gives to airy nothing a local habitation and a name." -William Shakespeare
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
Turn Away
Saying "no" never felt so right.
Cold, hard truth in blue moonlight.
Cut to the heart with a pinch of grace.
Wasted potential is so hard to face.
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