The Moment Before I Recieve My (Literature) Marks
Sunday, January 01, 2006
Tension arises,
She puts down the papers,
In her eyes,
A gleam of wonder.
Waited long, have we,
Till this day it comes,
The wonder in her eyes,
We feared
How hard we ve studied,
How hard we ve tried,
No matter whats the marks,
We cannot deny.
Alas,
This should be put behind,
for dwelling in thy mistakes
is something we shouldnt
remind
The only thing I can do,
Is nothing but wait,
Wait,
For what good or bad it is
To come
Candles Blown out At
3:30 AM
The Moment Before I Recieve My (Literature) Marks
Sunday, January 01, 2006
Tension arises,
She puts down the papers,
In her eyes,
A gleam of wonder.
Waited long, have we,
Till this day it comes,
The wonder in her eyes,
We feared
How hard we ve studied,
How hard we ve tried,
No matter whats the marks,
We cannot deny.
Alas,
This should be put behind,
for dwelling in thy mistakes
is something we shouldnt
remind
The only thing I can do,
Is nothing but wait,
Wait,
For what good or bad it is
To come
Candles blown out at
3:30 AM
Calliope the beautiful-voiced
Clio the glorious one
Erato the amorous one
Euterpe the well-pleasing
Melpomene the chanting one
Polyhymnia the singer of many hymns
Terpsichore the one who delights in dance
Thalia the blossoming one
Urania the celestial one
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