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The mirror shows a face of youth,
But I have an inner lense:
by Aethelgreg
34 lines, 3 comments,
on May 16 12:39 AM 2008. In Pain, Personal, Thoughts, Other, Lost love, My life, Sadness, Self, Humanity
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The tongue is usurper of the mind,
Like Cromwell warts and all.
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The knight began to throw boulders,
Rocks as wide as twelve men round;
by Aethelgreg
293 lines, 6 comments,
on Dec 26 4:22 PM 2007
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Love, you're a humbug, there's no need for you:
What's a dead foot need with a brand new shoe?"
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I've kiss'd your lips within my heart,
For that is where you ever are;
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And so he sleeps and snores away;
With his hair some tricks we play,
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Flashes of stark blue appear in the sky. Black, black is all I see at the window.
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High and dire the winds are screaming On a dark night of December chilling.
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Say, lazy Muse, how about a rhyme?
Something to feed my starved stock and store.
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Wind! sweet morning wind so chill! Caress my cheeks and make me blush!
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Occasional breaks in the waves of glory Sparkle an eye and lift a smile.
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She loves me, she loves me not;
This was something I was taught.
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Lovely are the hills that roll with ease 'Neath the globous azure sky.
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Time emanating through the world
Streams in mist upon me, not in floods.
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A pitch-black room where all life had gone
But for a misty sheet
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Wretched finger of Corp'rate death!
How dare you snuff my ev'ning light
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Why would I seek the world around
For objects on a concrete ground?
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And my eyes will couch with yours,
There to forever rest
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How like sensuous velvet is the night,
A death sheet so serene.
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Maintenance rose-food we do need,
Or I will ever pluck you, Weed.
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Vice to the heart with a vice;
Yet not so, in soft true minds,
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Where is it? That ever fixed mark Of Love that stares down all tempests?
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A shifting nebula of colour
So nigh as pretty as my love.
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Down gore falls for morning worm food.
Rain fresh bones in my evil mood.
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Fair Love, how odious you are,
And to think, you once were my morning star.
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Her trademark earrings live no more!
Now what earrings will she adore?
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What a lovely rose that's held by you!
Yet what colour is it turning?
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Get your Penance here! only $19.95!
And so many relics to keep you alive
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Snowflakes fall from a lifeless sky
To repose upon each gladful flower.
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My amorous queen with heavenly mien,
You've sprinkled sugar on my lips between,
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Now just a nod, and clink of two glasses, Woe, to turn one-and-twenty.
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How many ways shall I compare thee to the sun?
Before I'm finished my life shall be done.
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There's a girl in the woods whom I love,
With a continual light from above
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What sort of blue doth match her eye?
That of the sea, or of the sky?
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Oh, my love is like an ancient rose,
Thus withering and turning brown:
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