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Contributed by
vincy
on
Saturday, 28th June 2003 @ 12:05:00 AM in AEST
Topic:
EmotionalPoetry
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Too many things to do when yoooooooouu waking up to the vacuuuuuuuuuuume surrounding the nucleus of your being set aside the dreams that only moments ago part of your being snort twice turn arrrrrrroooooooound you beast you ungrateful you undevoted thing to your past! You angel you you unresentful you unregretable you creature of the time being you. Who may I be to pass judgement but the echo which strikes twice and once again and again.. till you turn to the other side there you see you do not snort no more. Wrapped as you are with sorrow and solitude well disguised in pearls & rubies. Busy.. busy ... always almost carrying messages of faith and glory from times past to times to come. No more to say not much to do but snore again as aging wings armfuls of them from me to you.
Copyright ©
vincy
... [
2003-06-28 00:05:00] (Date/Time posted on
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