but finds no morsel
no way out of this torture
as madmen cut hearts
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but finds no morsel
no way out of this torture
as madmen cut hearts
As madmen cut hearts
Fearing nothing. Death - truly
The servant of life
The servant of life
Bid farewell to his master
To be free in hell
To be free in hell
Almost as laughable as
A slave in heaven
A slave in heaven
is worse than a master in
hell.What do you think?
hell.What do you think?
a difficult haiku
these unfinished thoughts
these unfinished thoughts
hover, anticipated,
above the keyboard
above the keyboard
lies the door to cyber world
both lock and keys there
both lock and keys there (clever, Maz!)
we are as our own jailers
always free to leave
(Thanks, Maz!)
own hearts, our own will
take possession of your self
pointless to lay blame
pointless to lay blame
winged ones pay homage to the
death of innocence
Death of innocence
my roses by the wayside
love, when will you learn?
Love, when will you learn?
We are silently drowning
With tears in our souls.
With tears in our souls
we melt in our bodies
like the glaciers.