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February 17, 2005

Bad Cause for Good Purpose

The beginnings of forever
Start with a rustling,
Bitter breeze called "different"
(But not for its own sake)
Begat from the power
That knows not its birth
Take for granted and mock the Gift
Reliving/relieving past karma
Born to squeeze good from bad
If given the chance
To escape the cycle
The world would be robbed
Of future genius
And so I go on to hurt the ones
I Love
And pay personally for your next Mozart.

Posted by BlueWolf on February 17, 2005 09:13 PM