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I'll pull the trigger
On my motives
Before they
Kill my means
I'll burn intentions
at the stake
Before they beat me
To my dreams
Could a pauper
Warm a graceful queen?
Can the moonlight
By the sun be seen?
Could this thorn
Give a flower to a rose?
Will kind words descend
To make sure he knows?
Could the sky
See earth as a goal?
Could a diamond
Ever love a coal?
On my motives
Before they
Kill my means
I'll burn intentions
at the stake
Before they beat me
To my dreams
Could a pauper
Warm a graceful queen?
Can the moonlight
By the sun be seen?
Could this thorn
Give a flower to a rose?
Will kind words descend
To make sure he knows?
Could the sky
See earth as a goal?
Could a diamond
Ever love a coal?
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A short poem I wrote a few days ago, mostly about having a goal, but defeating yourself in trying to achieve it. Then it kind of reverts to a reflection on the ends themselves. Not the most organized work I've done, but then again, its more of a penned stream of consciousness anyway.
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^.^ This is lovely. I love the words and everything, but I think the flow's just a little rigid. ^.^;; Maybe that's just me. 
It's good ^.^
It's good ^.^