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Sep 25, 2009
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Neolution
The winds of change
Sing their haunted songs
And we like mad men
Scrabble to make sense
Where no sense is present
We long to understand
Yet we will happily let it
Slip away when we are unaware
Ignorance is bliss after all
When bliss is lacking that is
‘Cobble your own path!
Keep your feet out of my mortar
And we shall be friends.
Yet critic my efforts please
After all I am here to improve.’
This craft, our craft
Its dead to a majority
Yet this minority
So easily forgets, it is founded
On love, of word, of men
Sing their haunted songs
And we like mad men
Scrabble to make sense
Where no sense is present
We long to understand
Yet we will happily let it
Slip away when we are unaware
Ignorance is bliss after all
When bliss is lacking that is
‘Cobble your own path!
Keep your feet out of my mortar
And we shall be friends.
Yet critic my efforts please
After all I am here to improve.’
This craft, our craft
Its dead to a majority
Yet this minority
So easily forgets, it is founded
On love, of word, of men
— theladyblue, Sep 25, 2009
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Seren
16 years 8 months ago
Dear Emarie
theladyblue
16 years 8 months ago
seren...
Candlewitch
16 years 8 months ago
hello
theladyblue
16 years 8 months ago
cat...
hugo la rosa
16 years 8 months ago
Dear LadyBlue:
theladyblue
16 years 8 months ago
thank you!
infinite_dwarf
16 years 8 months ago
Emarie
theladyblue
16 years 8 months ago
we all just wanna change the world...
Ink Dragon
16 years 8 months ago
Emarie,
theladyblue
16 years 8 months ago
nina...
Seren
16 years 8 months ago
Congrates on evolution
theladyblue
16 years 8 months ago
a few days late...
orgami
16 years 8 months ago
calm Sunday Reading Sexton in Twiggs and now home
theladyblue
16 years 8 months ago
i long for that rain...
paparazii
16 years 8 months ago
Good one
theladyblue
16 years 8 months ago
Its funny, the way it comes...
Quillsvein1
16 years 8 months ago
important poem
theladyblue
16 years 8 months ago
my friend...
themoonman
16 years 8 months ago
Emarie...
jabuu
16 years 8 months ago
sincerity
sakkkkkkkkkkkkkkk
16 years 7 months ago
Poetry
Nordic cloud
16 years 7 months ago
Scrabble to make sense Where no sense is present
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