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Untitled (Free verse) by Twisted Wizard Sweet melodies of divinity fill my mind,
Eccentric thoughts bounce wonderously through my head.
Hoping now,
In forever wishing you are not dead.
Aimlessly I wonder,
In search of your lost soul.
Years pass by,
Oh so slow.
The thought of your being keeps me going,
Hoping, I wish, to find you.
The one who understands me,
For who I am,
Not who i was.
Hopefully you're there,
Not just in my mind.
Will we meet,
Or shall I forget,
Forever speaking,
I shall not quit.
Up the ladder:
A Question of the Future
Down the ladder:
Sloth and Expectation
Votes: (green: user, blue: anonymous)
Arithmetic Mean: 4.5555553
Posted: May 4, 2002 11:34 PM PDT; Last modified: May 4, 2002 11:34 PM PDTWeighted score: 4.576634 Overall Rank: 12598 Comments:
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6-May-02/1:20 AM
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Would be stronger if you focused on an image to hold it together.
for some wierd reason...this one seems to touch me in this weird but yet good way!!! *Muah*
my. how sweet.
I really wish you would quit. Please, please quit writing this crap.
She'll keep changing masks until you choke her into cumming. And it's not a real orgasm unless she loses control and pees all over you.
that is really fuckin sick you know that? What the fuck are you some sort of fuckin racist, divine hater? Just go fuck off and die alright
grr..he is angry.he says "fuck". Feel the righteous angst!
No wonder his name is TWISTED WIZARD! He is one twisted guy. But sometimes being twisted can have its advantages! Since i am one not to be talking about being twisted i give this poem a 5.
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