07-15-2016, 12:43 PM
(07-15-2016, 08:40 AM)Leanne Wrote:My self pity knows no bounds. Occasionally it morphs into something resembling empathy or compassion. Then I'm justifiably filled with a feeling of self satisfaction.(07-15-2016, 07:37 AM)Erthona Wrote: I am a bit confused as to who is lame in Eden "I will never dance with Byron, lame in glorious Eden"I like to think he was in glorious Eden all the time as well, and not just while his pen built Childe Harold.
Wasn't he lame all the time -club foot - or what have you. His pointed remarks still killed a few Greeks.
Many thanks, all. I was feeling a bit sorry for myself this morning so I thought I'd throw something out there.
At least you have the talent to wax poetic about it. I'm envious.
You can't hate me more than I hate myself. I win.
"When the spirit of justice eloped on the wings
Of a quivering vibrato's bittersweet sting."
"When the spirit of justice eloped on the wings
Of a quivering vibrato's bittersweet sting."