by Unknown
Sep 2011 295 Views 6 comments
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Small dark Eli what have you done
What game is this you play?
The finest words their meaning gone
To aid your empty dance each day.
What could you want with such a mess
Of echoed words and tattered dress?
Do you see the damage that you've done
Was it for pleasure or merely fun?
You've thrown away so much Eli
A salted tear adorns my eye,
Your artless words bring mine down too
Dark Eli, brother, shame on you.
What game is this you play?
The finest words their meaning gone
To aid your empty dance each day.
What could you want with such a mess
Of echoed words and tattered dress?
Do you see the damage that you've done
Was it for pleasure or merely fun?
You've thrown away so much Eli
A salted tear adorns my eye,
Your artless words bring mine down too
Dark Eli, brother, shame on you.
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Posted: Sep 2011
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