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Heartsong

Member since 2002 · Posted 19 Jul 2002 · 3 comments

Listen to the rhythm of your heartsong. Notice it grows weaker, as you drown it with excuses Still it struggles to the surface to be heard. Meant to wander, undistorted, The music never changes. But the verses, they grow shorter Just like time.

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[8] forestchild7 19-Jul-02/4:18 PM Reply

intriguing, and probably true...

[n/a] -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. 15-Aug-02/2:42 PM Reply

I have no heart, Sir, for it was taken from me in a Pigge Fight in 1374. Ah, yes, I remember that Fight well. It was me and Porky McFibbs the pig farmer on a sunny afternoon in the Belvedere suite, enjoying sherry and light chat on the poop deck... Oh, I do hope you'll forgive me, Sir. I must to towne at once to buy a Shoe-horne, for mine seems to have snapped in some sort of mating frenzy. Good day.

[n/a] RobinGayle 23-Aug-02/4:39 PM Reply

So sorrye 'bout your plight auld chap. 'Twas certain Edgar warned ye - Shoehornes are naught for arses.