My heart is not a toy, fate!
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Your calloused games towards men,
I do not enjoy.
From tears sprang joy,
and from joy pours tears of loss.
These silly games,
my heart cannot admire.
Fate, how you've mocked me,
destiny how you weave such folly.
I walk with a high head,
shoulders apart, standing tall,
and yet you play with me,
as though my strength weren't here at all.
My kitten heart, a mouse in your maze,
my claws are forming,
though desperate acts, in pain.
May I never scratch in vain.
Ok, now I gotta say, I have no right to even contemplate these turbulant emotional waters I swim through right now, considering the stresses of those I love, and those I care for all around me. Still, I felt it nessecary to write this today. My goodest girlie friend (with y chromasones), angelra, with her feminine logic, (omg thats gonna come out wrong), just joined up here to comment on this.... She is a gooder writers than i's am, so I's just happyness she be here. Kthxbai. Cookies for everyone forever!
"If the America people ever allow private banks to control the issuance of their currencies, first by inflation and then by deflation, the banks and corporations that will grow up around them will deprive the people of all their prosperity until their children will wake up homeless on the continent their fathers conquered." ~Thomas Jefforson