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| Paused Join Date: Jan 2004 Location: Victoria BC
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| Necessary Angels
Necessary Angels The man was enthralled By his own personal eulogy Tranced out by the beat Of his shown curse for tragedy No stranger to the art of illusion Mastering this was his most peculiar delusion Now somehow requiring The attendance of angels Had irreversably become The dust of his addiction Settling for a selection Of private afflictions He was scared of any situation Sorounding leaving his yard now Stares at all the stars Near and far now His crippled charisma A constant case Of disheveled and disabled Under the weather Unable All actions required A short window of distraction All yesteryears admired Spent mourning the aftermath Of this extraction A time to placate His sense of laughter Close his door Leave him to his thoughts His life hereafter We His necessary angels To you we must speak About a man A bad hand Meek His nights are long Days weak Please If you would sir Let him sleep |
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| ~Author of My Life~ Join Date: May 2003 Location: Doing what I thought I couldn't....
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I liked this poem! Very good......
__________________ Many Hugs and Hope too, Tammie "Think of all the beauty still left around you and BE HAPPY." ~Anne Frank~ "Things do not change, WE change." ~Henry David Thoreau~ |
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