An ivory tower
could no more distance me
from this fate
as certain as crashing waves
at it's base
promising a dual death
even as I am worn by many swords.
cover me in words
this vacuous thing I have become
is no more empty than they ever were
and still they seek to mask me
with intentions and flowers with fragrances
sickeningly sweet almost to offend...
reluctant
- user since
- Sat Jul 27 2002 at 05:21:39 (22.7 years ago )
- last seen
- Sat Jul 27 2002 at 18:41:33 (22.7 years ago )
- level / experience
- 0 (Initiate) / -5
- mission drive within everything
- I would like to type something poetic and clever... but I really don't know if you deserve that.
- specialties
- Art, Singing(but don't all girls say that, as if it truly endeared them more to one with the claim of talent?), words, music of all kinds, and of course, egomania
- school/company
- LHS
- motto
- This shall pass
- most recent writeup
- Creating new words for the sake of poetry (idea)
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