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So what's with this existence.. why's it's so damn persistant,
Insisting I exist in this conflicting instant with
The intent to further the distance of friends
With no prior contempt and without their consent;
Hence this is just me revealing my intents,
Conciously twisting the words in this sentance,
Just to reflect how intese I feel this--
Just so you know that I actually meant this.

As for my intentions, I never did intend this,
It offends my good senses and weighs like a penance.
Now don't get the pretense that I'm begging forgiveness,
This isn't just me merely attempting redemption.
It's my intentions the record is set straight
About what occured and the decisions that I made;
And also to mention that I seem to be the cause of
All of this tension, just so I know
That you understand my position.

To state the evident, I feel that I owe this to those
That resent the events that persist to sow these seeds
Of hatred and contempt that would not have been planted
If I hadn't taken for granted the friendship between them;
If I had conceded and not been so conceited, then maybe
These parties and I would be seated together in circles,
Mirthful and oblivious to this lascivious couplet,
These malignant intentions, and these fierce contentions.

So if you're still with me, I thank you for listening.

Now, to sequester the root of this issue -
And I'll do my best to be honest and as true
As one can possibly manage to do -
Here in metaphor I give to you,
The story as was seen by the two
Who now are together, yet unglued.

In logical fallacy we found ourselves bound;
The lady wanted else than who was metaphorically crowned,
And the queen wanted double the normal amount:
Her knight of virtue and said lady too
On the condition the lady was ever so true: She was not allowed to
Persue those of the court, yet anyone else was hers to adore.
Unable to find a foreign escort, the lady turned
To one she swore to ignore; The closest to the queen,
One of said royal court.

Now the mate of the lady, who would be myself,
Knew to say no and to control how he felt.
Yet over time, he had grown weak
From lack of love which he constantly seeked.
Being devoid of this one emotion, he finally gave in-
And gave his devotion to the lady - t'was shady, he knew,
But caught in the fever, he did not think it through.

All was going well, and no one knew..
But so close to the queen, it all came unglued.
She caught the two straight out of the blue
And the skies crashed down around her crown.
She found them both lieing down
In one bed muttering sacriligous sounds.
With a tear and a frown, she cast them down..
To the dungeon's depths both found themselves bound
For ever 'till today and still tightly wound.

Now that all is done and past
We've learned to live and forget the past
Sometimes things just happen to fast and..
What life brings never seems to last.
So if we can, let's just move on and
Forget the the memories of what went wrong;
Just write them down in a song for all to sing
Until they're gone.

I never meant to cause torment;
And if it pleases, I give consent
To kill me as it appeases those whose
Emotions I mistakingly rent.

I hope you know that I apologize;
I can't turn back the twists of time.
I hope you know that I'll not lie
As she did, though the mistake was mine.
I hope you understand that I never planned
For this to happen, for the tears to land
On the sand beneath your feet;
It is I who should be beat.

I love you more than you will know
Though platonically will I only show.
And thus I will, and let you go
Away from me, as I atone..

Once again, so alone.



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On Sunday July 2nd, 2006, TwilightMelodies (1041) writes:
shit...I just...gah, there is no way I could ever find the words to tell you how this effected me. It's like you took the flood of my life and placed it into words...excellent piece. ~*Beth*~


On Sunday July 2nd, 2006, The Zebra Warrior (2401) writes:
this was just crazy...I've done writes like this..madcap offbeat hip-hop like..it's a performnce piece in the making..and the ending is a neat twist to the humour of the start.



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