Four white walls of faith
A black box
Edges of a masterpiece
Double-edged, no less
Shadow rims
Light shells
Protect me from the sun
Glorious faces, I cannot see
My house and lock
A cage
Colorless and sharp
Thanks for the compliment, genj. This poem is about how one's belief, while glorious and brilliant, can also be restrictive and give you a reason to be closed and easy to anger.
Genj Feb 13, 2006
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So ummm, nice work even if half of them go over my head.
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