Revelations
By sidewinder
Through the tired shadows of a prevailing image created through the charade of reality consisting of a crusade of promise forged by power of rage restless with a constant urge to be free with a heart held in check, Never again will the chains hold my restless soul, Yet amongst the powers that be, A key releases a purity that shines forever the stars. Aug. 15, 1996 Written March 20th, 2002 © on Mar 20 2002 07:02 AM PST, Billy E. Whitehorn 0 • 10
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"Through the tired shadows..."