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NuclearTreeFrog
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To Himself
by: Giacomo Leopardi
Now will you rest forever,
My tired heart. Dead is the last
deception,
That I thought eternal. Dead. Well I
feel
In us the sweet illusions,
Nothing but ash, desire burned out.
Rest forever. You have
Trembled enough. Nothing is worth
Thy beats, nor does the earth
deserve
Thy sighs. Bitter and dull
Is life, there is nought else. The
world is clay.
Rest now. Despair
For the last time. To our kind, Fate
Gives but death. Now despise
Yourself, nature, the sinister
Power that secretly commands our
common ruin,
And the infinite vanity of
everything.
by: Giacomo Leopardi
Now will you rest forever,
My tired heart. Dead is the last
deception,
That I thought eternal. Dead. Well I
feel
In us the sweet illusions,
Nothing but ash, desire burned out.
Rest forever. You have
Trembled enough. Nothing is worth
Thy beats, nor does the earth
deserve
Thy sighs. Bitter and dull
Is life, there is nought else. The
world is clay.
Rest now. Despair
For the last time. To our kind, Fate
Gives but death. Now despise
Yourself, nature, the sinister
Power that secretly commands our
common ruin,
And the infinite vanity of
everything.
"The sun is shining, but not for me."
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when im told to go
i stay around
well why would i stay around when all is loud
yet i remain silent looking over feeling criminal
yet love is the overwhelming movement
there have been so many times when i felt
like i was from outer space
when smiles couldnt change any the downward
plate of viddles i been chompin on
yet here and now today i feel the spirit of jesus
in me and all the rhymes that intake to me
live like the birds and flow like the sea
well ive got to laugh now cause im turning into
cheese so take care and let your vines grow
love and jesus