As I write this in vein. Pain stained as insane.
To want to have forget, those who move to be wed.
The days bring dim cold sorrow.
Of only ill dim moons follow.
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In a sense I write for nothing.
I'm really not doing this to tell you anything.
Telling you of the times we once laid in bed
Thinking of the end as morbid thoughts spread.
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As if he told her his only hope.
'To be love and be loved by your'
Telling the story of My tail-
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In an epic
The earth is gray
Matter weeped, sweat filled
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Necture of diven quench my thirst
Filled in glass baneth thy earth
Tamed lanes pave scene obscure
Laughing in ties blessed by a cure
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As I began
If only I know how to say
I’d ask for nothing more nothing less.
That love be and will always be
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A statement of condition
A world of decay and dismay
why would I stick a flag in this play
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Mutters of sounds bleed my room
Natures so beast behind the close of the door
Stopped the tracks of streets so wild
Bright as and blue clouds brighten our scent.
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Scene ask a sky Grey
a moon blue
and the children are gay
Happiness again a term used by few
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Crush my hopes in pain
Leave sight between milk and honey
Lines my sets of crimes and cries.
Lies I say to care for my swine
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