Ode № 135539

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Member since 2004 · Posted 19 Dec 2005 · 2 comments

I swear I'll follow You to failure To the fathoms Of the fire Drink the draught Of sanguine sop To stay the flavor Of the sea I will wrong Myself to wonder What I shall Reserve to know So too to drag The often beggar Like his strife In yours compared A motley carriage Carries me What shall be writ To strike a string Things to things And all to not Your broken heart Invites unrest

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[4] crazyknight 20-Dec-05/10:07 AM Reply

failure

[7] Dovina 20-Dec-05/12:25 PM Reply

Verses 1 and 2 set it off very nicely. Then it muddles into something apparently important to you, but not very understandable as written.