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Glory Bound

Member since 2002 · Posted 31 Jul 2002 · 3 comments

Keep your head held high, love, for the world is hued in violet shades. Let them say you are of nothing made! For glory finds his victims from grime to velvet sheets. Someday you will meet Gaea. Your feet will kiss the bottom sea and your eyes shine with the stars.

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[9] Sigh'ense... 31-Jul-02/9:08 AM Reply

profound & illustrious... would go good with a danish and a machiatto right about now... Da1(on an empty stomach)

[7] god'swife 25-Aug-02/10:55 AM Reply

Last 3 lines exemplify the power of good poetry. Much in little. Meditative. Makes me feel worthwhile. I get stuck on the idea of glory having victims. 7

[6] dancin_n_da_moonlite 4-Apr-05/9:21 AM Reply

"let them say you are of nothing made".....the whole inverting words to make things rhymes just doesnt sound good..