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  1. the omega man

    the omega man so, it goes

    Apr 10, 2003
    time is an array of endless shapes
    segmented dodecagons floating to abate
    at our lives across a shrivling lake
    which is why our mistakes become some great

    seven mishapen shapes gone I now grasp lucidity
    clinch absorbing fist, and laugh at past stupidity
    my mistake had save me from my own vast futility
    and, I found myself reluctant to ask "you kidding me?"

    he sprouted as clovers each March that would pass
    should I pledge allegiance to milk cartons or flags?
    drawing his future, pencils sharpened to last
    but, it wouldn't matter if I were to pursue a heartless trespass

    therefore I sought to become more
    despite those who thought my love was but lore
    and those who foreswore my hearts core was a closed and shut door
    no more, closed corridor as I've sawed holes in the floor

    I made new routes to a healthy seashore so that my family could see more
  2. ~Eloquent

    ~Eloquent Narcissistic....

    Feb 20, 2003
    pretty good man it sounds like it could be a pretty nice verse,straight forward though complex vocab though put it together nicely
    a graduation to a wiser man...
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