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Love is a many splendored bit of crap

2001-07-18

The pain racks my body again
It brings me to
Places I didn't want to go
Flashes of horrid deaths
Of people I used to care about
I allow myself to go
Down on one knee
And let this ache pass
My mind is stirring again
And it needs distraction
But I know my time
Is yet to come
I can hear the Tiger pacing
He's hungry again
While the archers
Raise thier bows
And the scales tip
Just away from my favor
I remind them that patience
Is the greatest weapon
We have left
I wisper disenchanted prayers
To gods that history has forgotten
And I wait again

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