winning and losing, its all in the stakes. yes my firends a truism if there ever was one

Black or Jaded?
-Paris C. Tapptin

"harken angels hear the call
for winters swept but never fall
tears of years pour down like rain
never death but always pain

black or jaded, neither ring true
drained and faded its all for you
panes are shattered; glass brakes
winning or losing its all in the stakes

hear the call coming now?
work of ages running from the brow
toiled and tortured all in want
stilled and shook, you continue to haunt"



hmmmm posting poetry doesnt really count as a post... but oh well... suckas...