

DeathI find my soul alone on broken ground Life’s worries tossed amid the scattered stones Triumphant leer the lepers from their homes Cry out, “Fie, and let thoughts be ever bound.”Death
For unto love I’m lost, to not be found, With hope choked off before it breached the womb And life, despairing, floats on mortal foam It’s tendrils tight; emotion’s noose is wound.
Perhaps I’ll pass from this, my temp’ral state, With a smirk stretch the lips on bloated corpse Knowing now, disreputable fate
I ponder now upon my life, too late Far from death, yet on my grave I w
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- James, despite his protestations, is a frumious Bandersnatch. -
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If all the world came together in harmony...
...Our ears would hurt.
...hi
At the rate this is going, we might as well move the whole HGC over to dA
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"You fight like a Dairy Farmer"
"How appropriate, you fight like a cow"
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Fractal and 3D Landscape Artist!
I just gotta get into the habit of posting stuff here.
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Welcome to the Caribbean, Love.
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Fractal and 3D Landscape Artist!
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