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Marionette of Skin
by Bertram SparagmosThe madmen died away in the roar of empirical valor
But I cradle their dreams
In a black double helix
Those that cannot be overcome at once
Will yield
When taken little by little
No matter how much the stars say
They love her
She still wants to see the sun
But I asked her
Stay with me tonight
To find these dreams
Before they come to bury me
I'll be waiting up all night for you
With the concept
My model's made for you 05/27/2013 Posted on 05/27/2013
Copyright © 2024 Bertram Sparagmos
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Steve Michaels on 06/02/13 at 02:36 AM No matter how much the stars say
They love her
She still wants to see the sun
I know her! |
| Posted by Alison McKenzie on 11/09/13 at 05:25 PM I agree with Steve....that is my favorite line. And it speaks a world for such tiny words. Beautiful! |
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