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Post by WilliamG on Dec 2, 2004 21:35:16 GMT -5
Seldom traveled the road of devotion, upon which, that man who is honorable may lie awake at night and think but of one thing and he who had hitherto exerted those energies wasted upon baser affections becomes now such a man who is wraught with the aggrandized sense of morality and intangible strengths formerly found in a state of cold un communication with the hearts and minds and senses for comprehension of mankind.
This poem was for Asha and if you analyze it, it shows my devotion for her, shortly afterwards she made today the worst day of my life.. but this poem still means the same as it did before
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Post by Aaron Graf on Feb 3, 2005 21:12:34 GMT -5
I don't know what to say about this poem.....just kinda makes me think of what you're probably going through.
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