Wednesday, July 05, 2006

Poetry for the post i didnt publish

Pleasure first through meeting minds
Instincts creep through solid signs
Joyful bubbles burst through skies
Sleep among the endless lies
Timely comely we define
Never did you care to find
Solace in a broken mind
Truth among the rambling rhymes
Laughter in the senseless sighs
And lastly hope in empty times

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Blogger Seython said...

More pretentious poetry from the ego maniac. The world owes me so fuck you.

12:39 am  

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