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Tue, Jul 20 02:53:03 PM EDT 1999 I am my apologies: It is what I have become. This skin, this sex, the God of my birth... A heritage of tears Clenched within the chokehold Of an iron fist. My apologies kneel me down, Prostrate, Before the Higher God Of the lesser ones -- And I offer my guilt As shallow payment. My guilt, and the promise That me and mine will not fail Again. It's so hard to stumble When you're on your knees. I am my apologies: It is what I've become. -- 7/20/99 (the first line is just the date stamp from the other place I posted this... heh... the glories of cut 'n' paste)
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short to the point good show I think I may enjoy this one for quite a while
btw, this is "found art"... the first line was a typo somebody made in a chatroom for "I'm sorry" and "My apologies." I thought the line was cool.
Wow...good stuff. Great use of a found line, and a point well made. "the Higher God of the lesser ones" confused me a little, though. But I agree with Joe here, I'm gonna have to save this one.
that's ok, I'm not sure what I meant by that now heh
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