Dark as the moonless night
Cold unlike the burning fire
Disgraceful heart, take heed
Bitter as a poisoned fruit
Filthy unlike the sacred cup
Hatred consumes the soul
Good friends turning into foes
Nations collapsing into two
Envy strikes madness
It’s never too late, my friend
Put this all into an end
Envy - a self pity
Pure as a white cloud
Free unlike a caged bird
A clear conscience
Your heart’s pleasure
Aug 11, 2011
Aug 11, 2011 at 5:20 AM UTC
Dark as the moonless night
Cold unlike the burning fire
Disgraceful heart, take heed
Bitter as a poisoned fruit
Filthy unlike the sacred cup
Hatred consumes the soul
Good friends turning into foes
Nations collapsing into two
Envy strikes madness
It’s never too late, my friend
Put this all into an end
Envy - a self pity
Pure as a white cloud
Free unlike a caged bird
A clear conscience
Your heart’s pleasure
(c) Maximilian Montes @ October 7, 2009
'A sorrow of another’s good- Aquinas.'
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