"I arise in the morning torn between a desire to improve the world and a desire to enjoy the world. This makes it hard to plan the day."

Monday, October 18, 2010

Fool of yourself

He walks around forgotten
Hes told like nothing before
He doesnt know what he has gotten
He only knows what to stand for.

He powers me with thought
He walks on water and falls
Hes always so distraught
He chances and sometimes stalls.

He conquers without fault
He lies between the lines
He focuses on assault
He lays down all the signs.

He has no shadows aside
He screams without a word
He leaves nothing left untried
He is never left unheard.

He warms with his magic
He surpasses with his soul
He knows his life is tragic
He just plays the minor role.

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