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‘Carry me aloft on gossamer wings’
Sings like an old folk song
You don’t belong
In the modern day
Playing cards for less than money
In a hollowed out hole
Back alley
‘Golden ring upon your finger’
Forget it, it’s you who lingers
In a past
You never lived
Along some river in your mind
Long run dry
‘On your knees and pray to God’
Has only begot the I.E.D.
On parched desert sand
The Oasis
In your imagination’s eye
A mirage
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2007-12-01
23:54:17
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➔ Poetry
LOL! This was the last one, from about 2AM. I like it, but I am partial to them when they're babies...
2007-12-02
01:10:27 ·
update #1