me little wellspring of injustice

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Dark Poetry #3

me little wellspring of injustice

Immortal Beloved
Junior Member

since 2001-10-17

Posts 42
the carpathians

0 posted 2001-11-14 11:42 AM

i burnt my tongue on freedom-
when the slaves asked me to lead them.
i crushed my hand between the slabs of right and wrong.

singed my hair in the fire-
smothered my only desire.
Just to please you,i live for you,i'd die for you.

i shred my gold innocence-
on the hard line of existence.
Does that mean a thing to you,as you call me weak?

You couldn't last a minute-
inside my mind,down in it.
You'd have died long ago,doesn't that make me strong?

Perched my sanity up high-
to protect it from all your lies.
Still it fell and shattered,though i remain...right here.

Fere libenter homines id quod volunt credunt~Julius Caesar

Jeremiah Johnson
Senior Member

since 2000-06-08

Posts 1223
Brooksville, Fl, U.S

1 posted 2001-11-22 12:04 PM

this is great i love the image you create here. keep it up. yeah my minds messed up to if not more. i'll read more of your work.

I'm a dying romantic and when i can no longer write i can no longer live -Jeremiah Johnson-

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