Wednesday, September 26, 2012



Do not want to believe the same legends
By daring dreams of those he loves,
Trying only to add drama
Sorts that really does not discover
Could have on the hands as you meet
Of the many and various errors. Cry
Life made a fortune in plot
Sparse engaging in such amendments.
No longer would have to fight some sense
If the corner in another instant summarized
Expressed only that which I still have.
The weight advantage without a fight,
The remnants still accepted me as
Love is summed up in vain drawing.


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