Sunday, January 22, 2006

I've plotted the seeds. . .

The abused.
The accused.
The enemies I've created in my minds eye?
That the worry I have to show!
It's written all over me. . .
- in kind words.
~ Though the greater-good.
~ Like how it feels.
~ Such as how I care about my lover,
she is my friend.
And I submit to her beauty.
I subscribe to the lead I've taken.
The withdrawal.
Now ~ the time has arrived.

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