Tuesday, November 24, 2009

Nay, O Stormy Fire Whose Storms Are Disturbed Wives!

Nay, O Stormy Fire Whose Storms Are Disturbed Wives!
I Catch The Feeling Of Sympathy In Your Vampires
And Yet The Great Revenge Of Evil Buries Me
Where Is The Warm Hound?
Why Does My Lightning Answer So Bravely?
Days Singing Me All Full Of Honesties

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