The Lady with the Grisly Face

The Lady with the Grisly Face

A Poem by paleshadeofwhite

And it was not till this day; that I looked upon her saddened grisly face that time had erased, and taken away and deformed, and it was not till this day that I came to realize; why it was fated that she be fortuned with love and not I, but upon this realization I smiled...



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Added on January 23, 2014
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I capture moments in time through poetry; they are drawn from all periods of my distinguished life. The works are blended with mysticism, magick, spirituality, and dramatic style. With vibrant images .. more..

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