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UNTITLED
Contributed by
mrdavid
on
Wednesday, 7th April 2010 @ 04:56:02 AM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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UNTITLED
upon the wreck tis better to live,
to be condemned and cast to pillory.
your soul to the devil tis better to give,
to drown in the infinite abyss of formless nothingness.
a sightless mute tis better to be,
to know the world in tales told by shadows.
to wake in hells belly, goodness farewell bid,
to embrace the inheritance of this infinite purgatory.
my soul curse the day you were conceived of time,
for no pain compares to waking from the dream of infancy.
for life is a church of misery and pain,
a wondering buck lost in wild tempest.
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mrdavid
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2010-04-07 04:56:02] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: UNTITLED
(User Rating: 1 ) by laststarontheleft on
Wednesday, 7th April 2010 @ 06:42:58 AM AEST (User
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Strong words.....
This certainly fuels the fire of an infernal hellish torment. A powerful write indeed,
Welcome to YPDC, What an entrance!
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