doom and gloom (Remove filter)
Make Room
Dear Donny says we need more comedy
WoL isn’t what it ought to be
Well, you may have heard that comics are known to hide their troubles
To make others laugh
While their life is actually in strife
They complain others are all too serious,
too much doom and gloom
They’d rather make it a sideshow
Well, move aside,
make some room
There’s plenty for both of you
After all, after a good cry,...
Sunday 16th February 2020 12:52 am
last time
Mouth dry as an Egyptian coffin
I lie, a heap of ashes in your arms
Young passion is so wet and green
in age it darkens into smoke and bone
Smoulder up to death’s dark curtain darling
Dust to dust you always will be mine
My heart, a fire pit of braziers burning
Who knows when it is for the final time?
Wednesday 22nd June 2011 2:52 pm
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