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Fury

Member since 2004 · Posted 14 Jan 2007 · 3 comments

Fury is wasted on the malcontents of the world; those so cynical and jaded that the irony of fate is lost in the bitter rage of understanding that in the end, democracy is merely the primordial ooze from which tyrants are born.

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[7] Prince of Void 15-Jan-07/7:26 AM Reply

Good job ..it's a great poem

[8] Dovina 15-Jan-07/7:32 PM Reply

Itâs the kind of exposition and soap-boxing Iâve been blasted for these several years, and the kind of thing I still get all gushy about. But âirony of fate is lostâ â is too nebulous even for me. Good otherwise.

[n/a] wilco › Dovina 15-Jan-07/7:41 PM Reply

I'm a bit rusty. Haven't written in a while. I'm glad tobe back and I hope to stick around for a while.

You are the soapbox queen ;)

It's fun to climb up there sometimes. I don't fault you for it. I was tired as hell last night and just not in a very good mood so this is what spewed forth.