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III. Lost Opportunities
Contributed by
omeoteotl
on
Sunday, 23rd May 2010 @ 06:10:05 PM in AEST
Topic:
abstract
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Some opportunities have been lost.
One has been got
Thru the peer of a plastic diamond.
Their eye questions
Who is the seer of all?
Who was the believer in fall?
The earth quaked in that moment.
The madness and laughter
Shaked a dawn unclean.
That afternoon would never be the same.
I have been proposed to skew
The marginal undeveloped.
Been chosen to choose
Between those who can’t leave
Or those that can’t forget.
My ivory pebble thought will accept the both,
And show the disruption of ages,
And dynasties will sink thru their holes.
I will,
Pretend the sower of clowns has reason
To skew lines,
To rub a voice
Raw.
Sadness will grant a satisfaction
Strangely that is needed.
But you know,
I think it’s only me who enjoys the game
Of plurals hiding in parenthesis.
It’s three down and almost three to go
To continue as a slave losing more
Value of sick posture.
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omeoteotl
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2010-05-23 18:10:05] (Date/Time posted on
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