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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required In the grasp of green demons the dissolute lie, Lost with phantoms of absinthe and smoke, On an opium trail chasing dragons all night, Stricken utterly wasted and broke; When I look to the rooftops and blurrily see Jagged vistas that tear at the skies, In the dreary old soot of this dreary old town I dream of your emerald eyes. I will always remember the thrill of your face, Such a vision of beauty and life, And the words that you spoke echo into my mind Lacerate like the blade of a knife; I hear as you whisper from darkness to me When before I had taken no heed, “If you live by the sword then you’ll die by the sword,” You intone as my heartbeats recede. I have travelled this world so far and so wide, For the wonders my eyes would behold I took them for granted, such as my own breath, And my scurrilous soul I have sold; Now my days they are reaching their desolate end, Numbing pain that the opiate defies, And the singular comfort bestowed on me now Are my dreams of your emerald eyes. So forgive me my failings, absolve me of sin, As the lifeblood evolves into dirt, I was never as worthy as you seemed to think, Just a vessel of hunger and hurt; And I know that the vision I take to the grave As the nighthawk defiantly cries, Is the only salvation that lays me at peace, Are my dreams of your emerald eyes.
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