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              The Whores ! A nowhere mew to hide , at last From all this horridness of breath , A consciousness that feeds the ills - Til Death ! Insouciant's realm of blackness bides Wherein all that lived is nil , O happenstance - Creation's muse ... The bludgeonings of Sanity's will . Immured within a drowning fen Of constant , endless thoughts of lor , The wretchedness for which we dree - Life's unjust whores !   &nb...

          Thine and I I cannot stand this constant dree Of thee that sees me not , my sweet ! When will lips of wets and eyes Upon me mingle - meet ! Thine !   My all !   My ever thus ! O misery !  Why must this be ? When shall thine and I embrace Forever ,  listlessly .       ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

       Buss of Tingle ! Before the final breath of fight Before the day and night are slain , Prior to the Reaper's scythe - To splore upon thy kisses ain . To stroll within thy moment's path To 'twine embracing buss of tingle , To have thee near me , O my sweet And love me !  Love me !   Mingle !        ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

                       I Fall  ! And thus I pine in loneliness From thou that sees me not - I cry ! Forever must I dree and dree ... Until until , I die !   I die ! Why this emptiness - oh inane love From thou my sweet , my all ! Upon dark ledge of endlessness I faint !    I fail !     I fall !      ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~  

                    Once ! Those days of yore hast gone , but ah O merriment !   In dreams of thine , All sweet kisses , kiss thy lips - Where I hold thee , call thee mine . Edenic's view so far , so cold ! Through window's pain of night -  I dree ! Tens of thousand stars once loved But oh , there once was thee !      ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~          ...