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nomme
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did you know a thousand years would pass before i'd found you
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nomme
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confound me can_find_me
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nomme
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whose name a continent knew
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nomme
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a castle in a drift of sand
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corbin solitaire
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others were kings, some even by name i was just the fool trying to get out from their shadows
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ferret
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rush over face hand one king off to another as they fall down the stone steps of icy granite and crumble as they hit the ground
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mon
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now you are ruined your body ashes
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oldephebe
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and the learned, socrates, he of the peripatetic musings, and questing perambulations, wanted us all to be in the thralldom of kings - to have our will, our self-determinism peremptorily negated, one man, one sceptre, and the rest of us, tread precariously, and even the kings court, nobles - despotic imaginations - must faake the fawning - oh benevolent and noble basileus - it will be my blessing to be broken by the finite and flawed favors of absolutism -make me your subject - make me not much more than the dust that is so carefully ablated under your feet - let carrion birds and the cord attend me - and my life a willing sacrifice to your despotic designs - monarchy - call the preist to cut my throat and watch me bleed into the chalice - i am yours - flesh, entrails and finally corpse - umm, OK i'm back from the land of blithely not coping - an end to this reverie - my bad later
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oldephebe
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should have wrote - let my life be a living sacrifice to your despotic designs - er..that's all
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Spare Change
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You were a king. King of the laugher in our pizza place. You were the king with your head held up high your smiling eyes on the world. You were a king of street corners, ruler of the asphalt divide. You held our hands when we crossed the street and saw us all safe to the other side. You were the king of leaving and gone, the King with no heir to your throne. Long live the King. Long live the King.
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Freak
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I never want to loose my name. It's the one thing I can hold on to that makes me feel like Im actually part of some sort of family. That's not something I would want to toss away.
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celestias shadow
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that's scary, i started a poem with pretty much this exact line. how did you know? And you were once a king And he was once a lord But when you fell You fell hard and fast The net you wove could not save you It broke and snapped, torn by the wind A crown of dented copper sat atop your beaten head Around your hunched shoulders draped a robe of dead leaves Your royal signets were dandelion chains Wilted and pale Bleached in the harsh neon light of this Your Las Vegas reality
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misstree
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ooo... that makes my wet toes tingle, to quote a platypus.
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jane
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in a previous life, my brother; there is something about you so noble and charming i feel privileged to have such moxie in my bloodline
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oldephebe
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ah but in my zeal to be ironic and iconoclast i neglected to cite the atrocities of democrasy..particularly of athens towards the neutral satellite/subordinate spartan idealogue city state Melos.. more on this later..think realpolitik gone woefully amok..
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Dafremen
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breathe the air smell the essence of that which makes a man a king feel the wind know the caress of that which made these things know the sky feel its breath and through its blue take wing feel the rain the sun and time which births and slaughters kings
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i_was_a_grinning_concubine.
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you were super_special
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oldephebe
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nice one daf..i think i shall spare blather my erudition on the usurpations and black pages of slaughter torn out of athens darkest days as a super city/state wrestling with issues regarding the peloponnesian war..okay this page is about the transitive state of kinglyness or something..so i shall go far away and prattle about socrates and oligarchies vs the democrasy of antiquity..and whatever else prances through my this soporific slather i call a mind..later.. check out the font of ephemra and wit and just about anything else between U-24 and mtree on ask U-24..and yeah once again i know this is about you_were_a_king..my bad..
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notme
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all words here welcome did you know a thousand years would pass before i'd find you was my original intention my mind to keyboard jumbled i was thinking on old tales i've read tracing the blood i was thinking on how each of us harbours within us light from ancient fires how nations are sprung from kings and kings from 'countrymen' how we are each our own castled crown the union of flesh and blood .
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"each of us harbors light from ancient fires.." beautiful
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tombe_seul
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and wore purple and ermine. while you reigned over the stars that were counted by such a busy man. how many subjects have you come across and how many ambassadors do you really have?
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Jurisprudence
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In my eyes because I wanted to make you so Maybe I saw something you didn't believe in enough Too bad Though naked, I imagined you clothed Winning alongside me *Heroes*
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somebody
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In a way I still am.
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Strideo
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if you were a queen and I were a king we'd go do our thing and eat chicken wings ...
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In_Bloom
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Yes You said if I treated you as one then you'd make me your Queen For awhile we were champions and everyone around us was celebrating We went up and up and up All of us It seemed as though our energy just built out and swept everyone up who then built it up and out and Oh What a bolt struck me when in anger you told me I wasn't made of Gold but a plumped weakling instead, devoid of what you counted on to be my Midas touch I never made you though You made yourself
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091007
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what's it to you?
who
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blather
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