Grrrr -_-
The nerve, really.
The headstrong nerve.
Humiliated by the thought.
What a headstrong nerve.
So highly thought.
So fixed on fabrications.
Conjured by reason?
Reason? No.
Assumptions. Yes.
You thoughtless headstrong nerve
T^T
When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.
John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| Profiler | 0 | 05/15/2011 |
| Obsession: Ana | 1 | 01/30/2011 |
| Ill of Mind | 0 | 01/27/2011 |
| This so concerns [my being]. | 0 | 01/17/2011 |
| Grrrr -_- | 0 | 01/17/2011 |
| Knowledge Of Itself' | 0 | 01/14/2011 |
| Uncertainty Itself' Is A Sickness | 0 | 01/13/2011 |
| Unnoticed Flare | 2 | 01/10/2011 |
| To Whom It May [not] Concern | 0 | 01/09/2011 |
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