Through the Eyes of the Untold LoreA Poem by Adam M. SnowThrough these stained eyes, dark is all I see yet I try to live, believing this is me. But all I could do is place my heart on a page, and watch it rot away with every age.Through the Eyes of the Untold Lore By: Adam M. Snow Through these stained eyes, dark is all I see yet I try to live, believing this is me. But all I could do is place my heart on a page, and watch it rot away with every age. All I am through your eyes is a ghost, whom you don't dare miss the most. All you are through my eyes, is hopelessness; but my words I write are my distress. Peaking through my once soulless muse, as my heart lies victim to your solemn abuse. I live to be your puppet, nothing more but I am a writer of many lore. And as I dare write with missing heart, it is you whom my stories start.
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Added on July 27, 2012Last Updated on August 12, 2012 AuthorAdam M. SnowPhoenix , AZAbout"The writer’s mind, can surpass even the most intellectual minds." –Adam M. Snow I keep my work clean, I write to inspire others. Some people would even call me a philosopher, but w.. more.. |

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