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S Smoothie Feb 2014
Twisted and bent over
By just the thought of it;
Why rapture must come
With such intolerable cruelty
The Gods only know.



They wield us like toys in
A careless game of wits
for some bemusement

If I Were to dare and venture forth
to find the golden chord

and climb up to the stairway of heaven;



I would pluck the very eyes of Athena
and Themis and swap them in kind
So they may see eachothers minds

And cast upon it a blessing
cured of this sickly and ravaged
Regretted remorse that bodes
In the hearts and souls of weak men.



The shame travels in cycles
the pain is constant
broken only by fleeting moments
Of hope and regretful longings.



I Sailed with this ship of fools
To find the golden fleece
Knew full well that
The ends of the world
Will still fail to appease.



there is no god or immortal
That I serve except this *******;
And yet, the unrighteous lover
Renews my faith in love?



**** the gods
for making a device of heart so voracious
And easily spaced for the fitting of loves and pain,
duty and honor and every other
cruel twisted trick tied by a harp string
That tugged at will could test the thresholds
That torment always breaks.



Keep your gods and
Masters of cruel fates

I will follow none
And will wait for death

till I row the strokes to bring

that of the netherworld and beyond,



Just to find and ****** in zeuses
Wretched heart

the one he gave me by his stake
And watch him melt and burn and suffer
Twisted over and bent

finally to understand his cruel mistake
Megan Parson May 2018
If becoming Tarzan, wmylm,
I'd do the stunts, in every movie.
If practicing magic, wmylm,
I'd go to Hogwarts to study.
If exploring the ocean, wmylm,
I'd invent the Nautilus, for us to flee.

If becoming Beyoncé, wmylm,
Jay-Z, you surely will be.
If living in fantasy, wmylm,
In candy castles, we'll live in ecstacy.
If giving you the world, wmylm,
Sherry Crow, I'll add to the symphony.

If a thing of beauty, wmylm,
A mirror mansion, I'll build sans vanity.
If jewels and gold, wmylm,
Zeuses bolt, I'll bring, forever pretty.
Enfin, if all you want is me,
I truthfully say, I'm ready !!
*wmylm. A dreamy write :)

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