By the grace of God I see
You were once a face of joy
But a lightning took you on its back
Dark and gracious.
Without intent you drift there,
The stalks laugh dew off their skull.
Your grace, it licks its bowl empty
Alone, you remain on your way.
Being human is passion We don't live for fun Or boredom We live because being human Seems to be passionate confusion
At night, the evening wind falls 6 wheels meet tar Didn't know where I was at all My liver fully empty Shards scream A firework But...
No marrow In bone Nor sight In eyes No wagging tail But another of good size Cutting claws is unnecessary For they are but an accessory...
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