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Aeon

by | November 12, 2008
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Pale is thy cheek , weary are thy eyes, thou hast carried woe as yer child, kept it hidden, misery as yer friend, agonies yer biography, truth would decorate thee , like a garland in yer soft grey locks, for yer beauty lies in knowledge, of years of wisdom, wrinkled be thy skin, it holds […]

Spell

by | October 21, 2008
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A soft whisper, On the wings of the wind, Like daisies and lilies and marigold, Like rain melting the clouds, Or a distant lark, My soul shall taste the beauty, Of rosy hue, And drowsy numbness, That thou cast upon me, A spell so rich, So warm, To maketh my heart swell, In mad pursuit, […]