Pretty Weeds

Pretty Weeds

A Poem by nunldon
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I've collected these aphorisms together from my portfolio.

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 We're going to come. 

 

 Don't give up; give down. 


 Time conquers itself. 


 Where you get to, is only where you left off. 


 The moment dead became something; it ceased. 


 The element of truth is a quark. 


 We'll all survive; eventually. 


 Rulers don't draw the line; they just help. 


 Time, like God, is limited no more than the confines of our use of it. 


 I feel so less depraved! 


 All knowledge lies in confusion. 


 Protest; contest. 


 Growing is accompanied by growth. 


 When you feel loved by God, man, you know it's a woman. 


 He is not he,to himself, unless he is me. 


 Temptation rules; if you give in to it. 


 Be a witness to your own story. 


 leaves rustle to appease, the silence of the breeze. 


 That it is just; is just that. 


 It is the thought which pops the balloon. 


 I'm very Proud of the fact that I'm not very proud. 


 Take advantage of yourself. 


 Can I love? Tell us all and we'll both know. 


 Only knowledge can produce doubt. 


 New word: mastress. 



© 2012 nunldon


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nunldon
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Added on February 8, 2012
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nunldon
nunldon

Pocatello, ID



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