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My Best Defence
Contributed by
puppy_dog_eyes
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Friday, 24th November 2006 @ 04:13:32 PM in AEST
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Shed like a snake skin, no longer required
Bled dry the rich vein of optimistic dreams
This day is dust, to be scattered by the winds of change
Hope dies the bloody death, now sacrificial lamb
You chose the short path of ignorance, way of the blind
Yet better served by the longer path of understanding
Served even saved had your eyes been open
Somehow always shuttered to the light of truth
The flower will turn to painful thorn for barren is your mind
To plough the land without the seed will feed a nettle garden
That you have taken from me, perhaps will be your poison
The hand of trust retracted, now never to be extended
Head held high I will walk away, reflecting what has been
In your true apparel I see you for what you are
The lies, deceit, will not destroy, your weapons have no power
The wisdom that you gave me is now my best defence
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Re: My Best Defence
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by MandiLee on
Friday, 24th November 2006 @ 05:01:11 PM AEST
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| WOW its a great write! its very different but soo good! you've got real talent!! |
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Re: My Best Defence
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by jerseysue on
Friday, 24th November 2006 @ 05:09:08 PM AEST
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| I think this poem speaks volumes, It typifies how we all feel at times. We need to guard ourselves, and defend how we feel. Well written and well thought out. Sue x |
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Re: My Best Defence
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by needledancing on
Tuesday, 15th May 2007 @ 09:19:38 PM AEST
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Pain as always our greatest teacher.
You have put to words what few can describe when the empty shell stands alone.
You are unique in your words. Whatever be the forces that drive them, they be your master of creations.
Yet another excellent piece of art. |
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