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If you're reading this, a certain Korean has entrusted you with something that she doesn't hand over to everybody- several fragments of her soul. Be gentle, be blessed.
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Personal Tyger
Tyger, Tyger, burning bright
In the forests of the night.
Take my hand, your eyes a-gleam.
This kitten isn't what she seems.
My head isn't anywhere that it should be,
Something, oh something's the matter with me!
Tired of duties and tired of care,
Mind wand'ring the labyrinth of tiger's dark lair.
It's time to escape now, to gnaw through the ties,
To grow in the shadows of tiger's bright eyes.
Too long I am harnessed, too long am I dumb,
For I've never been deaf or blind, never been numb!
Tyger, Tyger, all alone,
In the darkness you have grown.
Though tiger reigns, could it be true?
Perhaps he needs the kitten, too.
You found me, released me, and with gentle hand
On my heart a sweet pawprint you burned- your own brand.
I'm not who I was and I never shall be,
Oh so scared, so confused, but now finally free!
I can't see to forever or trust in my heart,
But I love you right now, and it's someplace to start.
So be patient, my tiger, someday or some night,
Tiger kitten becomes, and as one they burn bright.
Tyger, Tyger, I am yours.
I've never felt this way before.
The kitten tamed the wildcat...
He made her wild- imagine that. |
Posted: 11:29 PM, Sunday, April 30, 2006 |
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