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Twisted tongues do scream in serenaded silence,The most delicate of words.
Whose tender bones do mend so strong.
This symphony of seraphs sting,
And in them slip his vile hand,
Whose strings I know contort.
Alas! These gears begin their turn,
The immortal decadence of my dismay.
What madness songed does strip thy mortal flesh?
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Comments: 7
Cayden [2008-08-31 03:27:57 +0000 UTC]
You're quite a poet! Have you figured out what it's about yet?
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Quotation In reply to Cayden [2008-08-31 16:21:33 +0000 UTC]
Not specifically... :/ I still can't remember the original thought
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Cayden In reply to Quotation [2008-08-31 23:02:07 +0000 UTC]
That's no fun. Well...I hope you remember. Maybe I'll reread it a few times and figure it out miraculously..
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