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movingfinger
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I see you crying,
You veins of filth.
Aching limbs that yearn
Poison,
And poison finds its mate
In your
Eight-milligram plunge.
Fluid hisses euphoria.
Feel the dull pain
Of your soul
As it grows
Into a black hole—
Void
Spiraling into
Knotted intestines with
Humors, viscous, sputtering
Cells.
Quell the non-dilated hell
Of your imperfect existence.
I see you crying,
You veins of filth.
Aching limbs that yearn
Poison,
And poison finds its mate
In your
Eight-milligram plunge.
Fluid hisses euphoria.
Feel the dull pain
Of your soul
As it grows
Into a black hole—
Void
Spiraling into
Knotted intestines with
Humors, viscous, sputtering
Cells.
Quell the non-dilated hell
Of your imperfect existence.
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The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ,
Moves on: nor all your Piety nor Wit
Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line,
Nor all your Tears wash out a Word of it
-- Omar Khayyam
The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ,
Moves on: nor all your Piety nor Wit
Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line,
Nor all your Tears wash out a Word of it
-- Omar Khayyam
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The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ,
Moves on: nor all your Piety nor Wit
Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line,
Nor all your Tears wash out a Word of it
-- Omar Khayyam
I'd love to hear more about this person.....
A whisper and a chill
adv2005
"Why do I bother?"
The 11th Commandment.
"Whatever"
PETITION TO STOP THE BAN OF SMOKING IN BARS IN THE UNITED STATES....Anyone?