This is my song, with words that sing.
I'm smoke and mist, and sounds that ring
but long gone loves will not return
for rules for Death are very stern.
Chaos has me in its grasp -
so tight it truly makes me gasp.
but I am to new / old love clinging
with my long dead women singing,
singing songs in grateful gladness
for we're made of total madness.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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