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We are ignorance (Free verse) by Freddy

Life in depth Means nothing to anything Save your and our self Identity is a crisis Desire is a curse Perfection is unattainable We dance with Horned Angels And mock devils with wings We laugh as time passes More is always to come Here we stand on a decaying throne "Bow down before me for I am Life And Death incarnate" Nothing listens. And we grow more desperate.

Caducus 6-Dec-02/5:55 AM
Good !
But I think stanza 2 could be improved because I wanted to know more about where the dance with the horned angels was and the mockery of purity, at least you avoided patronizing the subject, also is stand on throne not sit or is their an entendre their? -7-




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