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snowflakes #97

majnu

Senior Member

since 2002-10-13

Posts 1088
SF Bay Area

0 posted 2005-12-10 11:25 PM

The pen seems heavy,
And the tip drags;
It is like getting on the bench...

After flaking off for a while -
One's body protests.

I long to soothe, to heal;
The end of their suffering
The end of mine.

But my faith is daily shaken,
Daily I am betrayed,
And I tire of this game...

And from my lips no longer,
No more with tears the refrain...

No more the chord of David,
No more the Hallowed name...

No more the Halleleujia.

-majnu
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Timid thoughts be not afraid. I am a Poet.

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