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Lines Inscribed Upon A Cup Formed From A Skull

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Start not—nor deem my spirit fled:
In me behold the only skull
From which, unlike a living head,
Whatever flows is never dull.

I lived, I loved, I quaffed like thee;
I died: let earth my bones resign:
Fill up—thou canst not injure me;
The worm hath fouler lips than thine.

Better to hold the sparkling grape
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Brian Jani 30 June 2014

simply amazing poem, you have a signature style of poetry keep up the good poetry.

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