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| Dark Poetry #5 |
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Young Man |
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th1nktw1ce Junior Member
since 2009-07-13
Posts 24 |
I should say...I'm posting this under a new sn because my old sn, thinktwice, is under an email addy no longer in existence. hurray. also this is my first post in a couple years. When I was a younger man I was the balanced example; true Fruedian ego set in unconscious balance Rebuking all demons to obey, I was open to angels whispering wisdom A testament to utopian innocence When I was a younger man I was the silenced example; true equestrian Honor set in chivalrous talent Playing his cello song for them, the deaf, to angels’ whispered wisdom It was my testament to unrequited love I am a young man, I am rebuked by demons to obey This deafness to whispered wisdom And the angels calling my name, Like a lost boy I am sickened by my own pride So I’ll ride this drum to find That little boy I left behind |
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XGarapanX Senior Member
since 2008-06-19
Posts 1435Antarctica |
Well, I for one am glad you returned to share your words. Really loved this piece. ·´~`·»Brett«·´~`· |
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