Some elegant urge
A black gift rose
To celebrate the decadent
Vision of the death stare
Trapped behind which
A 1000 apparatus soar
Moan and rend
Too raw from the wound
Where the bull’s horn
Has gored her, she cries
“Is this it? Should I stay
Hit and not standing?”
Her mind the proverbial
Ship in a lather that drives
The storm, until at last
She hears her final
Salvation calling.

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Just some guy trying to figure out where the "on" switch is hid on the remote control—ah, forget it. Because, you know what, I'm also the kinda guy who always likes the book waaay more than the movie! View all posts by Lorem Ipsum

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