True Blast
by Koriey Korrupted May 23, 2009
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In my hardest of hearts hidden in the crest of hate, I want to shatter the glass, break down every memory that chains me to your being. Yet to your resolve I come running, scarcely behold the flames of the truest of all... love. If I am to live by these chains and swords, sworn and banished to faint memory, then to the bass of the butterflies chasing desire through my veins. I will come about my pride and say. I remember. © Koriey Korrupted |
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14 years ago
by Jess
I love all of your poetry.
the ones i read anyways.
:))
this poem in by far my favorite though.
I dont know why, it just is.
dont stop writing, you have some real potential.
And it would be greatly appriciated if you could comment and rate one of my poems.
thanks love!
-jesss.
Btw:: Im putting you in my favorites ;) -
14 years ago
by CY GINDLE
How can 480 people visit this work of art
a true masterpiece and not take the time
to cast a vote a simple second of thier
precious time a well deserved 5 this old flame sounds extinguist to me I can actully read the maturity in every new piece
I hope you know how good your poems really are please let someone who writes for a living read your poems you have a
gift please believe me and never stop
writting cy
