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End Of The Dream

Look there and tell me,

what do you see?

A darkening sky filled with fire.

A fall into black holes,

circling the things

that make up your every desire.

 

Look now and tell me,

just how will this go

when you reach to grasp it again?

You’ll feel it disintegrate,

dirt covered snow

leaves not but the mire in the end.

 

Yes, look now and add it up,

where doe...

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Horrible Bliss

Very surely I’ve been remiss
To imagine you, darling, like this!
Oh, the melded hours have cruelly conspired
To strand me in ecstasies of longing—which I so desired!—
To abandon me to oceans of thoughts of your kiss—
It’s a breathless caress, plunged in the shuddering abyss;
Oh, darling, what bitter elation—what horrible bliss!

I’ve made lists which contain nothing but your name!
And of ...

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LIMERICK [ˈl̪imʲɨnʲəx]

Apocalypse now...? Jam tomorrow!

That pastor should chill out and mellow.

If it's rapture you're after,

You'd best let me catch yer,

Stark naked, down yon grassy hollow!

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