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Post by butterfly on Oct 7, 2005 7:04:24 GMT -5
Treachery defined Is lies So sublime So attractive with deceit So easy to say Through clenched teeth And the emotions are dried to dust So is the lust In the revolving door of my mind And coming to a conclusion On the theory of war Is too hard to ignore And my moments of victory Is to see your soul die. butterfly
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NeverMore
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Post by NeverMore on Oct 7, 2005 13:23:57 GMT -5
Ah yes... I felt this as I read it... yeah! Myself I would remove the s in moments... but the work says a great great deal to me.. nice write!
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Post by alostandbrokensoul on Oct 18, 2005 15:12:54 GMT -5
this was really good, though i do think removing the s would help the poem, its fine just the way it is!
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