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...Songstress.Writer.Freedom Fighter.Muse.Rebel.Actress.Prophet.Poet.Musician.Genre Bender.GOD Lover.Dichotomy.Trailblazer.World Changer. Blah, Blah, Blah...

"Art Is The Reason I Get Up In The Morning..."

By The Very Definition Of My Name, I Am Without Rules, Boundaries, Or The Confines Of This World...

"In This World, But Not Of This World"...

Simply Stated: I DON'T DO BOXES!

My Music; My Writing; Is My Soul Poured Onto Canvas. I Am Utterly Naked And Without Pretense Or Shame. To Understand It; To Truly Connect With My Words Is To Know Some Genuine Piece Of Me…Infinitely.

~ÅnØmålî~

Tuesday, November 08, 2005

EVEN IF


(Beginning Stages Of A Work In Progress)

Even if I wanted to touch you
I fear that the pain you've caused me
Flows like poison through my veins
And I've grown a Scorpions tail
Ready and able to sting at will
Sending that poison back to it's original destination
And through your system like a deadly flash
And it alone does the bidding
Of the love I feel, once felt, for you

Even if I wanted to forgive you
The memories of all your wrong
Overwhelm my scarred soul and severed heart pieces
Bound together only by the ice
That once encased yours
Transferring your hurt, hate and pain to me
And left me to rot

Even if I wanted to love you again
My head now rules my once unruly heart
And in my most incredulous imaginings
I can't even conceive of allowing myself
To disrespect myself, to deny myself
By giving in to your whims just because
This well runs dry
Or to think that you really
Could have changed in such a short time


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