Alexander

by AGirlWorthFightingFor   Dec 11, 2004


Greatness
Your destiny
Poverty
Your pretense
Lacking nothing
Storm cloud blue eyes
and a wild tempest knows
Your nose
conquered Rome
Clumsy, the cup spills
when it overfloweth
Listen to Mother, never
Chase sweet poison
Suck violent passion
Fall in love with the world
The thrill of the battle
Peace you will never find
until you meet your fear,
The End.

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