Tuesday, April 21, 2009

How one chooses too live

The enchantress played song
birthed angels
wept soft
and all i got to see from her
was that which i did not get
because I was giving nothing


post modern verse

Playing music, an attractive woman
angels birthed
Cried soft
I have looked at her and all my
This is, I could not get the
Nothing was given to

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