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Curfidian
Contributed by
MLCstar
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Friday, 25th June 2004 @ 09:30:26 PM in AEST
Topic:
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_Oh how sweetly do the breezes blow on heated summer days,
Upon those wholl never know the sacrifice we made._
In far off distances you see us but quickly turn away.
We, the unnamed, who let you sleep at night
You dream on, not knowing you are safe because we exist
Smile and ignore the obvious.
Never to thank us, our justification does not come from you
Night is deep and Day merely lighter
Yet all safe, you content in your ignorance we see things you dare not, could not see
Fight the things you never would
You feel us, yes, you feel us
We are the calm you feel when you turn on the light
Or wake in panic from a dream to find all around you peaceful
We hunt and annihilate the worst kind of evils.
We face the horrors that haunt your soul
Only we keep them solely in your seldom nightmares
You wont believe they are real
Disappointed that they are imagined
Take heed and stay with mere imagination
Keep your pleasant lives and dreams
We shall keep guarding, as we have always guarded.
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MLCstar
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Re: Curfidian
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by Essentially9 on
Friday, 25th June 2004 @ 09:35:02 PM AEST
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| excellent poem. great theme. |
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Re: Curfidian
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by MLCstar on
Friday, 13th August 2004 @ 07:37:11 PM AEST
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| A little explination about the title. "Curfidian" is a name I created from two latin words that can be translated together as "faithful guardian" or "a caring one who is faithful". The creature who is "telling" this poem is named Curfidian. I hope that clears some things up. |
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