A morbid beautyGlows in resonationMercurial signs they readMake real our mindsTrue fascinationsFor now we’re rollingAnd kinda goldenAs time keeps foldingWe’re old when our poor souls departWhereas cold cruel jokes now make you cryOne day you’ll take them in your stride All of the time we’ve resided hereYou’ll see our chalices riseWith ever endless tearsAnd illusions […]
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