Thursday, December 22. 2011
fruity punchlines
yours is made of old age
crunching apples with delight
mine is standing on a stage
abandoned in my fright
hells are always others
though we hurt and kill
fate and death are brothers
all our pains' their skill
© 2011
crunching apples with delight
mine is standing on a stage
abandoned in my fright
hells are always others
though we hurt and kill
fate and death are brothers
all our pains' their skill
© 2011
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