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Nov 25, 2007
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You Did It
The chains that bound me to my inner gravity,
are lying empty on the floor.
The rules that were my master,
can't control me, anymore...
..compliments of a weird elf.
I was stuck inside a box without an opening,
I couldn't see past my own nose.
Was not privy to the light,
and no scent, had life's sweet rose...
..then I met that elf.
What a magic, did transpire.
I began singing a different song.
it was my focus that was in a blur,
those chains weren't there all along...
..I give credit to that elf.
I met my muse, the other day.
His words seemed a bit unkind,
but they had to change the propensity,
I had, within my mind...
..thank you, my favorite elf.
— docmaverick, Nov 25, 2007
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IKnowNoBox
18 years 6 months ago
I read it twice
weirdelf
18 years 5 months ago
Gee, thanks guys,