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Phoenix Child |
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themute Member
since 2006-05-08
Posts 469Maryland 
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Phoenix Child Give yourself a thought or thrice, For the life you had was paradise: Your youth, whence lies were but notions sin, And sin was but a notions din. Be not the years you’d lived before, Stead be ye whose heart is bore Of the day and the night whence dreams are forged. Be the phoenix from such ashen, gorged. I say: live thy life, yet be not your child-self adorned, For thy life’s color may be scarlet beauty, scorned. Entangled so, let thoughts untwine Thy memories of pain and pine. For love will come on the whispering mire Whose call is lost to the listening liar. I am the two-toed wanderer |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
good grief! How old are you? wow! |
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DreamerSpirit Member
since 2006-10-02
Posts 240Buenos Aires, Argentina |
Just excellent...i really liked this one..made me think a lot! Good Work! Denis. |
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themute Member
since 2006-05-08
Posts 469Maryland |
I turned 18 in november, but really, who knows. |
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Roniece Dawson-Bruce Member Ascendant
since 2000-01-29
Posts 5689Sydney, Australia |
Matthew... stunning write!! such wisdom in your words... RDB |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
amazing! You write like a college graduate! Keep up the great work! |
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