Dilapidated!

Weep, yawp, weep, yawp, O' life, o'life, why doth thee exist? Like a starry sky, where's the cloudless clime? In a day i born, in a night i fight. I may , or might not? Descry, descry, descry, Listen to an aphony mumble, For the dark i pray, for the solitude i stay. Would thou... Continue Reading →

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