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Death Doth Take

Stars hide their flames, and shadows swallow
the silt and tar of the sweet, turgid Thames
London's blacker than smoke in Congo nightmares
and all the foul fear is fair

There is no meaning to conquering the soul
when death doth undo with great hurry

Pluto's crow cries a lullaby of tragedy
to ensnare the mind in woe and misery
Hopelessness, despair, raging age shall break
the foul and fair souls death doth take

There is no meaning to the living soul
when God doth kill with no mercy

I do, I do live by the stormy shore
of the river of somber human horror
Stars hide their flames, and shadows swallow
and we forever will sit and wallow

There is no meaning to happiness
when despair doth take all and leaves nothing

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  • blondeoverblue
    September 12, 2008
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    Enjoyed this piece very much.