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Signatures By
The Tired Lion






~HOLOCAUST~





All things come full circle  so slowly in the night

Discerning shadows move closely around by me

Weaving  wavering in the half- vowels  of my mouth

Where dark spirits spreading sorrows close their wings



Soulful as time settles down in a moody darkly silence

Anguished  measures  fully all the time in my dented cup

Cankered sores painfully obscures the dark corners of my mind

With no discernible change in the lines of his unmoral expression



Spirits spell their sorrows

Spirits show their dances

Spirits wave and weave their songs

Thoughts stilled by centuries long ago



All things come full circle so slowly in the night

Discerning shadows move closely  by me as close my eyes







Dorian Petersen Potter

aka ladydp2000

copyright@2006





July,05,2006