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lamentation
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Pia Shannon
Saturday, February 26, 2005
Rated "G" by the Author.
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The threshold where we stand between ourselves..
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Lamentation
The heat of power
Laced -
With the stench of anger,
Incites our consuming pride
Which feeds
An ego - that dominates.
Fools of hell -
Thats who we are,
Damned in self glory
We're fated for regret
Miserable - in vanity.
Pia
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| Reviewed by Vesna TwinFlameunion |
11/1/2005 |
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brilliant!!!
saved this one as well!!
vesna |
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| Reviewed by jude forese |
2/27/2005 |
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if vanity could be constrained, the world would be a much better place ...
powerful poem ... |
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| Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader) |
2/26/2005 |
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| Thank God for Jesus... |
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| Reviewed by paul yogi nipperess |
2/26/2005 |
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Love your work ..... keep them coming, Pia.
have a nice day
yogi |
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| Reviewed by Judy Lloyd (Reader) |
2/26/2005 |
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| Yep I concur with John. |
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| Reviewed by John Bidwell |
2/26/2005 |
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Ouch is right. Really got me thinking.
John |
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| Reviewed by Sue Hess |
2/26/2005 |
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| ouch!!...nicely written |
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