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Published: 2005-05-14 04:53:44 +0000 UTC; Views: 89; Favourites: 0; Downloads: 0
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Blackened cudgel,Mark me with your sigil.
Surgeon of malice,
Give up your palace.
Your job has been rendered petty.
Your accusations while plenty,
Do nothing but prove,
Its time for me to move.
So move aside my surgeon,
Your time is long since passed.
Its time for a happier version,
My experiences are now amassed.
I can judge for myself,
Iām no fickle fool of yours anymore.
What say you mother?
What say you father?
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Comments: 3
work-in-progress In reply to darkpurplesiren [2005-10-27 16:10:42 +0000 UTC]
thanks, your the only one to ever comment on this one.
that means more to me than you know.
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darkpurplesiren In reply to work-in-progress [2005-10-31 03:45:41 +0000 UTC]
Well yeah, I can identify with it. I've been through that stuff, with the parents. Still am going through it actually. It must have been a tough period for you.
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