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06-03-2015, 10:42 PM
Mirage blocks herself.
posting from my phone so please forgive typos below.
Come to me, my sweetest Queen, for I’ve a story to tell. **Former rank.
It’s probably not one you know by name, but one you should know well.
Of a man named Douglas Kelley, taken by suicide they claim
But you should know the telltale fate that comes alongside his name
The Nazi ways were but a guise that took his world by storm **led qian, who believed in equality,which can be compared to nazi/communism beliefs.
He distrusted their food, a rightful shrewd
But he abided by their games
But upon his return home, he carried away their tact
A bottle of something sickly sweet
That he can’t take back
A sip or two, or three or four
Took that ether away
But the papers did deny
That he killed himself that day
Do you find the rumors true, a fitting end for him? **lost in shadowlands
Or would you agree that the God would see his alternative a sin? **brought back by moony
I come to you, most tried and true to share this woeful tale
But as it appears, of your barbs and sneers, your democracy is thin
I’d come to believe that a lass like you, as dainty as a flower **gender ref
Would not possess a militant air, a cruel and judgmental glower
Your war-battered smile is a sweet delight that catches a laddie’s eye **new scars
One glimpse of you and he’s struck too by your immaculate attire
But know that I come to share this tale, a bitter and dying end
For your people are cursed, cast aside, disbursed… **her former herd has been split up since her departure
Forced to walk a trail, a path carved not of their sin
posting from my phone so please forgive typos below.
Come to me, my sweetest Queen, for I’ve a story to tell. **Former rank.
It’s probably not one you know by name, but one you should know well.
Of a man named Douglas Kelley, taken by suicide they claim
But you should know the telltale fate that comes alongside his name
The Nazi ways were but a guise that took his world by storm **led qian, who believed in equality,which can be compared to nazi/communism beliefs.
He distrusted their food, a rightful shrewd
But he abided by their games
But upon his return home, he carried away their tact
A bottle of something sickly sweet
That he can’t take back
A sip or two, or three or four
Took that ether away
But the papers did deny
That he killed himself that day
Do you find the rumors true, a fitting end for him? **lost in shadowlands
Or would you agree that the God would see his alternative a sin? **brought back by moony
I come to you, most tried and true to share this woeful tale
But as it appears, of your barbs and sneers, your democracy is thin
I’d come to believe that a lass like you, as dainty as a flower **gender ref
Would not possess a militant air, a cruel and judgmental glower
Your war-battered smile is a sweet delight that catches a laddie’s eye **new scars
One glimpse of you and he’s struck too by your immaculate attire
But know that I come to share this tale, a bitter and dying end
For your people are cursed, cast aside, disbursed… **her former herd has been split up since her departure
Forced to walk a trail, a path carved not of their sin
