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2 (Free verse) by psikosis
An angel spreading it's wings, A devil's loneliness it brings. Striving sadness departs from flesh, Compulsive emotions inside mesh. Eye hold the sands of tyme, Until God's clock does chime. All this world it is given, Just for destruction, madness is driven. No one can tell, none shall see, This has all been given to me.

Up the ladder: Emma
Down the ladder: still

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Arithmetic Mean: 2.3333333
Weighted score: 4.6821256
Overall Rank: 12133
Posted: May 9, 2003 10:14 AM PDT; Last modified: May 9, 2003 10:14 AM PDT
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[5] Bachus @ 24.126.113.154 | 9-May-03/12:22 PM | Reply
Change tyme to thyme and brings to flings.
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