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Poetry News Post #295

empty. Life. nothing.

Written by: Scurvy Seadog Caled Tiercel, of Jaguar Black
Date: Friday, June 16th, 2000
Addressed to: Young Flower of the Forest, Ambralyn Sunbeam-Tiercel, the Sane One


What is love?
life?
empty with no love.
relief?
I sit and ponder, but there are no answers.
Hurt.
Oh yes, hurt.
I shrink from the fire which burns me but...
I cannot stay away.
My heart drags my hand closer to the heat.
But
Once burned forever scarred?
Too long.
My heart is branded with fear yet..
Why is nothing ever easy.
Why me?
Why you?

I find know answers yet...
I do not care.
Love.
You.
Fire.
Yours in fire, forever?
Love hurts more. But I do not care.
Love. You.
Fire is nothing.

Penned by my hand on the 19th of Chronos, in the year 250 AF.


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Poetry News Post #295

empty. Life. nothing.

Written by: Scurvy Seadog Caled Tiercel, of Jaguar Black
Date: Friday, June 16th, 2000
Addressed to: Young Flower of the Forest, Ambralyn Sunbeam-Tiercel, the Sane One


What is love?
life?
empty with no love.
relief?
I sit and ponder, but there are no answers.
Hurt.
Oh yes, hurt.
I shrink from the fire which burns me but...
I cannot stay away.
My heart drags my hand closer to the heat.
But
Once burned forever scarred?
Too long.
My heart is branded with fear yet..
Why is nothing ever easy.
Why me?
Why you?

I find know answers yet...
I do not care.
Love.
You.
Fire.
Yours in fire, forever?
Love hurts more. But I do not care.
Love. You.
Fire is nothing.

Penned by my hand on the 19th of Chronos, in the year 250 AF.


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