LIBRARY MARY
a lovely poem from caleb, about me.
sort of.
- oh how to start, i do not know. whjat it is that i am thinking while the wind doth blow.
through the days of gloomy october
i knew her even still through this bittersweet november
not much it was that i knew
but evennow during the zephyr
presence of happiness in my own life i dream and ponder
searching through the coffers of my mind fondelling the gold coins
which are my hopes and dreams
i explode in erratic fury upon realizing my devastating dreams
injecting its poison into the perfect stage, her
why does thist ake place many wonder
deteriorating image of the one swimming through my mind is hitting the wall
shall i keep it and cause pain or let it free and replace it with the original
i open the floodgates now the repeairs must be made to contain the new found glory
the tool of the wretched has the power to corrupt all
but many just ignore it
not this one
my clear thinking aura crafted upon her helps her see the way
will it work?
i pray it does conversion is the way and i shall lead
cut the snacke and it still moves
destroy it to get rid of it and so i shall quash the demon and its minions
this is only the beginning of the quest and there is still a long way to go
i learned that it is possible to dilude even dissolve intelligence but who needs their wits while they are getting a fix?
agonizing demise of the life is catyclysmic when looking at the plan.
and in the end i shall put a stop to the flow of the venom and cure the sickness which ails her. accept this i pray she does and understand i am here to help
sort of.
- oh how to start, i do not know. whjat it is that i am thinking while the wind doth blow.
through the days of gloomy october
i knew her even still through this bittersweet november
not much it was that i knew
but evennow during the zephyr
presence of happiness in my own life i dream and ponder
searching through the coffers of my mind fondelling the gold coins
which are my hopes and dreams
i explode in erratic fury upon realizing my devastating dreams
injecting its poison into the perfect stage, her
why does thist ake place many wonder
deteriorating image of the one swimming through my mind is hitting the wall
shall i keep it and cause pain or let it free and replace it with the original
i open the floodgates now the repeairs must be made to contain the new found glory
the tool of the wretched has the power to corrupt all
but many just ignore it
not this one
my clear thinking aura crafted upon her helps her see the way
will it work?
i pray it does conversion is the way and i shall lead
cut the snacke and it still moves
destroy it to get rid of it and so i shall quash the demon and its minions
this is only the beginning of the quest and there is still a long way to go
i learned that it is possible to dilude even dissolve intelligence but who needs their wits while they are getting a fix?
agonizing demise of the life is catyclysmic when looking at the plan.
and in the end i shall put a stop to the flow of the venom and cure the sickness which ails her. accept this i pray she does and understand i am here to help