You Know Why
Froth come an end to the decay in my Heart,
The Lingo of I do not know of or how to express thought,
However curious being allowed & in present company,
Thee end is near of many things but not time.
Life goes on they say, yet near are the new alliances,
Here are the means to an end needed to be secreated.
Over a loom of the night, all settled in tight
The boogie man comes tonight for a fright
& The wake of chaos begins & shed are tears
Turning to be held back, fore...
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