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Morningstar
Hello my beautiful morningstar
My pleasure that i hold dear to myself
Who's beauty I hold to my self
I am the devil and i have deal to make before you waste your beauty here
Walk this green earth ignorant to pains existence or swim in your emotions and lose yourself like an ordinary human?
Does it not intrest you in what you could truely become a love a pillar of light in the dark
...Sunday 23rd June 2019 6:11 am
On Drink
On Drink
I drink like I’m a bastard,
Some say it suits me thus,
A soldiers quarrel with hard knock life,
And feelings bordering gluttonous,
Yet inside of me the clown refrains,
Let’s sorrow evolve its incubus,
Gives depressive daily states of pain;
The tears that bleed for all of us!
Michael J Waite 2nd September 2014.
Tuesday 2nd September 2014 11:22 pm
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