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Saturday, May 14, 2005


irony
The tides os sin draw tighter and brighter,
The hours become heavier and weighted,
And the shadows smile,dark and wild.
This is when hope and desire collapse,
When innocet lovers dance
Like angels on fire.
This is when the night comes down, A hammer on an anvil,
And the only absolution acepted
Is a legacy of brutality.
A single note rings on and on and on

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